It's really no fun, when the one you love
Makes promises they don't keep.
It's not right, it's not fair,
When they act like you're not there,
Even though you're in the same room.
I should have known right from the start,
That you were playing with my heart,
But I thought I'd give us a chance,
Now I wish I never had,
At least it's something that can be fixed.
Yes, you said you're a gamer,
I didn't realize you're addicted,
Never realized you're obsessed
They call it a gaming disorder
It greatly affects your mental health.
You won't get help, you say nothing's wrong,
But you don't think about how it affects me.
We're not living, we're existing
It's now a roommate situation,
And I cannot live like that.
You say you hate living here
And I can't/won't live in a loveless marriage,
You keep threatening to leave
Well, I'm not stopping you
It's over, take your stuff and go.
About the Creator
Emily A Dinwiddie
Am a 30+ year experienced script/screenplay/storyline writer. Writing is my passion. I write poetry when my Muse gives it. My guardian burned my creative writings in '85, but I kept going anyway.
My work is Copyrighted.
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