Written April 16, 1998
Took a look at love,
looking back at me.
I saw a different person in your eyes.
Where I used to be.
I get your spare…your free time.
The way it is ?
No one to blame…
Love is war…in a three sided game.
Two are happy.
One is lame.
Playing the part in the three sided game.
All that love, what a shame.
To know it was compromised ;
In the three sided game.
