The Games That People Play

You claim all of the time that I am so great, different, and refreshing. Yet, you treat me like all of those other people. I am not, will not, or have even been them. Do you drive a Lamborghini like you do a Kia? I think not. Do you talk to your future husband the same way you talk to guys that aren't on your level? Maybe you do, I hope not.

You claim to not be who you used to be. But, who are you now? You still get mad when you do things that you know are not going to work. You cannot guilt me, blackmail me(emotionally or otherwise), or even trick me like you may have done to other guys. Yes, I said guilt me. With all of that: Why do you still talk to me bs. Yeah, when I did stop, you are the one who came back. And when I don't respond to your generic comments, you are the one who continues to talk. Its all good. Be you, but don't be mad when your games don't affect me. After all, I am not those other folks. You are going to have to do way more to get me, maintain me, and keep me. What makes you so special? The generic: I am not like other girls, would work, but damn, that answer is what those other girls use. The only difference is, they would get my time quicker because they eventually get to the point where they become at least semi-openminded. They admit the truth of their intentions and let go of the lies.

So tell me who are you? Where are these guns you claim to have? What do you want from me? What will happen if you fail to get it? What can you provide? I wonder..........