to see how many times you can make me upset before i crack. but i never say or do anything. instead, i dismiss everything as my fault for being too emotional of a girl and think that maybe i was taking something the wrong way. so maybe you wait to see how long it takes me after each punch at my feelings to get back up, brush it off, and pretend like nothing bothered me. i must be putting on quite an entertaining show for you huh? 

and you’ve mastered the game. you know all the little things that make me upset and those that hurt my feelings. so you play your cards in perfect order, taking me down one peg at a time. and each time i tell myself never again, but then i fall right back into it. i lend myself so perfectly to all this and sometimes i even see it coming. no wonder this is exactly what i deserve.

my uncle always says how i used to never let people win at board games when i was younger. that if i was in the position of losing, i’d call for a rematch. i’d play the game until i had the upper hand and was back on the winning track. i guess i still carry that trait of persistence, except i’m not smart like the little girl from before… because i never figured out how to win in this. i didn’t even realize it was a game until it was too late to try to have the upper hand again. 

so here you go, you win.