Are you a gambler?
Wagering on this life,
Trading your days,
For love and friends.
Did you think you must be alone?
Nothing needing you?
You believed it so much, you made it your truth.
Or is some old scar,
Still teasing you with its gentle ache?
Are you a thief?
Collecting memories for yourself,
Making them from others’ limbs and thoughts,
Then stealing them,
Leaving empty houses.
We are waiting for a card to turn,
As I play this game with you,
But I don’t even know the rules,
And I knew - I would always lose,
In your goodbyes.