~the love game~

May I quote "~ I'm weary of the game are you?" I am Brenda, truly worn. Thank you.I was searching for how I feel right now. You hit with those words.
Trish

thank you lovely Trish feeling for your heart that you too feel this way hugs..

love Brenda

The mix up emotions are on point with this read. How easy it can be seduced by the power of the pen. As for the last line. There's nothing wrong with being weary hopefully it'll help us to discover what we really want out of life and who we want in it.
Samantha🤗

thank you for the wise comment..

love Brenda

This is painful. The pulse of your heart, beats in these words.
I know the game you speak of. It is one I chose long ago...never to play again. When the heart becomes entangled, twisted, and cut...it becomes messy. Which is when my white surrender flag went up, and I tagged out.

A very passionate piece, Sweet Crim.
Capturing every word and emotion...perfectly. 💓

thank you lovely Heart for your understanding..

love Crim

Your words took me to a place of deep emotion.  Well written... And always authentic hugs from me to you.😘

thank you Sara sending hugs back your way :)

love Crim

thank you graciously Elario :)

love Crim

Depth and truth seek themselves
amid the repetitive mundane of
patterns that are no longer useful
to our lives. You are growing,
evolving, changing - and with that
comes a new heart shedding its skin
seeking new direction and meaning.

Lovely write, Brenda.

thank you Sage one I hope I'm growing I feel myself slipping and sliding in the mire at times..

love Brenda

a very intense passionate piece, and one that i think many people can relate to all too-well (myself included)

thank you most kindly for relating..

love Crim

You have a mighty way with words, my friend . . .

"maybe just a love of a poetic groupie  
feeding your ego"

Yes. Yes! I have been there. Done that.

thank you Jerry for getting this write..

love Brenda

what a bullet, a beautiful bullet albeit , I feel ya crim...

thank you Dean for feelin me..

love Crim

that leaves me wondering if we ever get tired of it;
neither the abuser nor the abused, I think.
but you do have a choice, Crim...

it's a tough call John because when I think I've had enough he shows me his kinder side..

thank you your thoughts are cherished..

love Crim

thank you graciously :)

love Crim

Love, lust,  stuck in traffic

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thank you Poet you always make me smile with your thoughts :)

love Brenda

thank you Todski alas I'm on the fence again..

just a friend and poet :)

love Crim

Precious Crim......I so feel this more than my words can express.......this is a part of me that will always haunt my heart.......sending tears with my luv & hugs xo :)

thank you loving soul Flower hugs you back tightly..

love Crim

Brenda.. so heartfelt, and filled with passion.. i just adore you, and your work.. love always..



Dave

thank you Dave you made my morning I love you my friend :)

xo Brenda

A plaything?  Nope!  You're no one's follower far as I can tell, not one to be cast aside.  The ideal is to rise together even if it usually doesn't work out that way.  Anything less and, yes, one or the other is left somewhere in the dust.  It wouldn't be you Crim.  You're the one with the groupies if anything, all lined up to play the game.  Love this!  

thank you Sir Crow for the way you see me it makes me smile :)

love Crim