The Game
By: JoAnna Martin

You disarmed me with your sweet talk and seductive smile
to get what you wanted when you knew all the while
that I'd fall hard for you and you'd leave me wanting more,
well, you got what you wanted.  Need I say more?
You shouldn't have started what you couldn't end.
My heart aches for you.  Will it ever mend?
When equal affection just cannot be
why is the more caring one always me?
If I didn't have such high expectations in mind,
I might not have been let down this time.
But I thought you were sincere when you called me "baby"
and when you tell me you miss me you drive me crazy.
But that's all part of the game that you're playing with me
to keep me wanting you until you want me.
I just wish I knew what your intentions were
but you send me mixed messages, all just a blur.
So I continue waiting for you, hoping you'll come back
because when I'm alone at night, it's your touch I lack.
I would give up my pride just to touch you once more,
but you're never here to give me what I wish for.
You stay long enough to turn me on
and before I can blink you're always gone.
I hope one day you'll explain why you started this
before you leave me, with only the memories of that first kiss.


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