Some say the grass is always greener.  I don’t.

Game of Hearts
by Michael Doyle

Don't make my heart
Into another game of homes
Or, you'll soon see me depart
I'd rather just be alone

I've seen the trades made
Always looking for something better
So quick at letting connections fade
Please don't play at being together

Always been warned off strangers
Risking all despite the danger
Your words and actions cause me fear
As to how quickly you will disappear

I know my worth even if you don't
Don't play that you will when you won't
I don't want to be your just pretend
I want your real love until the end

Don't play my heart
Into another of your game of homes
Or, you'll soon see me depart
I'd rather just be alone

(c) March 5, 2020  Michael Doyle
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