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It's a cruel game you play in the dark when no one's watching. I think it's always win or lose with you, because I can't seem to find the in between. You'll get bored with change. You'll want something different. Something constant, and maybe even comforting. When you're bored, realize this, it was never boring looking into my eyes, it was never dull or deceieving. It was passion laced with time. I was so passionate about you. I needed time to find out what no one else knew, and I have yet to find it because you hide it. You're glazed over with the fact someone might want to be there for longer than just tonight. You can't satisfy everyone with an hour to spare. I don't want it, and secretly you don't either. It's just something to keep you alive.