The truth hurts but lies are worse.
Game over -The boy said.
She couldn't believe the contents of the text message he has just sent.
Has it ever been a game?
Well,the girl has never felt that way.
But maybe to him,it was just a game of chase.
She never knew this side of him.
But that was because he has never let it show.
So who was the guy she has been spending so much of her time with?
Who?
She was tired of finding answers.
The answers hurt her in ways she'd promised herself never to ever let them happen again.
For some point of time, he blamed her.
He didn't understand her.
But neither did she understand why she was being blamed here..
She didn't understand what brought the change in him.
How could he just turn the tables around when the girl was crying?
Crying for him...
Something that she hasn't thought would happen ever.
What has she done wrong?
What the fuck did she do?
Nothing.
She felt silly.
She remembered the very first impression she had towards him - danger.
The 2nd was great..but it was all a pretence.
She never liked how ppl showcase themselves in a different way.
This only shows that they do not have faith in themselves and her.
She cried again when she thought about how much she trusted him to open up to him.
She had faith in him.So why couldn't he?
Why did he have to.
There was no rhyme and reason to everything he has done.
Now he comes off as a saint -a disguised one.
Now she wonderswhat else could he have lied about?
What else? everything?
She hated it.She hated lies.
They almost took her life a few times-literally.
The torture and the pain that she once went through- she thought that he would understand.Afterall,that's what he said he would do..
She thought that she could never trust again.
But unknowingly, she has placed so much or rather too much hope in this one.
But "Game over" he said.
All this time it was a game-messing around with her?
You're the winner,boy.
In this game of love, hands down to you.