To some love is just a game to play
making you fall in such so many ways
their words of lies you cannot resist
dwelling to promises of deceit

living in such disbelief
promises you choose to believe
only to find love is gone in the end
leaving you heartaches that time couldn’t mend

finding yourself crying ceaselessly
tormented with pain excruciatingly
blaming yourself from falling in love so easily
being caught in a game, loving foolishly

This poem was written/submitted by Melanie Apolonio.