an easy game of rock paper scissors. rock breaks scissors, paper covers rock, scissors cuts paper.

ready rock, paper, scissors go.

i picked rock he picked paper. he covered up the lies he told

i wanted to play again, i wanted to try to win

ready rock, paper, scissors go.

i picked paper he picked scissors. he cut the hope of us being together in half.

i wanted to play just one more time and win. ready rock, paper, scissors go.

i picked scissors he picked rock. rock breaks scissors. i was the scissors and he was the rock. he broke me.

such a simple game ends up me loosing to him every time. wanting to win, letting him retry over and over again just so i might have the slim chance of me winning him back. changing the outcome so i finally get it. repetitively taking the risk of losing again. but i always thought there was still a chance so let’s play again

ready rock, paper, scissors go.