Chess pieces in play We moved slow, Carefully predicting how it would go
Yet, each game granted you a prize. You saw all of me before your eyes.
Games passed by, And you stopped playing fair. Rules were broken, But you didn’t care.
The first player I loved was nice and kind. Yet you turned into Jekyll and Hyde.
One way with me, One way with friends. How did I know what was real? Or pretend?
When the game came to an end, And no-one had won, We both realized, Our love was done.
We’re better off, Living separate lives. No more games, No more prize.
