Games I Left Behind


The game is over
I don’t know the score
I saw you in the stands
And I couldn’t think of who would win
Unless it was me.
Unless I get the opportunity to play just once.
I don’t like this game
I don’t like the rules
All I want is a chance
To get my popcorn and coke
And sit with you
On my ratty, torn couch
And watch the games go by
And think of all the victories
Made possible in your eyes

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