Let's play a love game.

               (just some advice). 

So here's the thing about the "game"...it's stupid. But even by not playing, we are playing. So what, then? We feel pathetic and weak for giving into it, and we feel worse when we back off and quit it because really, we aren't quitting the game, we are quitting the most addictive drug of all...love. 

It's always nice to know you can feel again after getting crushed. Either you get crushed or you're the one crushing. That's the purpose of the game. But when we finally stop looking, we see things so much clearer. You see, certain things capture your eye but we need to only pursue those that capture the heart, because at the end of the day, when the game is over, the pawn and the king go into the same box. We can only be responsible for our own hearts. Don't offer yours up for the taking in this game. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ so freely. 

So back to my experience with this so-called game (Aren't games supposed to be fun, by the way?)...

Dealing with your tomfoolery compromises my integrity. And I almost let that happen, willingly, because secretly I liked the fear and rush of it. Because I think that all anyone really wants to be is loved. Even those that are guarded (the biggest game players of all!!). Love is really just a simple little wish to not be forgotten, and I suppose I would've rather been your mistake than nothing at all. People take advantage of you when you care too much, and it becomes all talk. So I keep chasing you, because I like to believe in the best in people, so I think you'll change and this is just fun & games. I'm an active participant in this love game. I live inside of it. But then I realize, I'm not the only player, and you are constantly changing the rules. So, in thinking about it, I've decided...Why do you get to be the game maker? Who tagged you and made you "it"?

You see, you're great at playing. But you may have just been outsmarted...I know. So the only thing changing now is who is winning. I'll play along. Watch me. But remember, I don't lose games. (It's pretty well known in the Silver household. My family refuses to play them with me anymore). You've got to learn to under-promise and over-deliver. Go ahead and do what you want now, because let's be truthful...I'm not what you want. I'm a convenient challenge. A game. 

Breaking news: Checkmate. You lose. And may the odds be ever in your favor. ❤️