The Terrible Game Of Love.

Like tug of war,
But who pulls the rope?
Them or you?
And when you decide, cross over,
She’s left to grovel in dirt,
The muddied remains of what was once so close.

Why oh why?
Can’t you make up your mind?
She’s crushed every time you leave her behind.
We need closure on this,
The last final kiss,
But who is bestowed upon, you decide.

Like a sucker,
She’ll take you straight back,
Forever?
No, she’s silently broken, again,
As you got back to your hoe,
She’s left to hope for closure,
Or a final changed mind.

Why oh why?
Can’t you make up your mind?
She’s crushed every time you leave her behind.
We need closure on this,
The last final kiss,
But who is bestowed upon, you decide.

Her heart beats for two,
Him and you,
But in the end,
Who will win her trust?
Who will win her 'forever'?