The Game Of Love Poem by tuan nguyen

Everyday when darkness come, I feel breathless. As my heart become still, once more facts and imagination dose it will.
Thinking of you all day, close my eyes and seeing you in his arms caressing him, loving him, making love, like once we were.
My heart felt like I was hit with thousands of needle, is so painful tears start dropping, like a waterfall.
Emotions set in, sparking the flame, and creating such burning desire.
Sometimes love is a game, but never thought, I would be the victim, to the game of LOVE
Asked myself, I do no wrong. Why I’m the victim?
Oh babe I miss you so much, please show me how can I fight this feeling?
Tuan Nguyen
T.Q.
Dec.16,2008