A tight paced chess game where each were in our own battles.
The excess of failure forthcoming with each new quality
not accepted. Your way better, what about mine? Why not both?
Given the circumstance and shift, more understanding was
all that was needed. Instead the defiance gradually had us
pushing each other to the ground. It was not a game but our lives.
Knowing not all was tried or even attempted; set in your ways, set in mine.
I am saddened by the lose of not only a new love but also a friend of mine.
All I want is someone to love me as I am, imperfections and all.
I didn’t expect perfect, just a regular nice guy.
Not to say you can’t be to someone, but obviously not mine.
We are left staring at shadows of one another we expected to see.
Ending in a Checkmate Goodbye.