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I laugh this cold laughter

not for personal gains i've achieved

but for the love i stole from one

and took for myself.



I watch this other wander about

mulling over how to win the heart that is mine

crying and cutting, depressed and morose

longing to have someone that i achieved in days,

when she had months



I gave more of myself rather than possessions

rather than psychotic ramblings

giving real emotion and feeling

rather than worthless jumbled words

I gave her a piece of me,

rather than give her broken pieces that cant be put back together



Contest?

Never a contest with me

I know what i want

and i will have it

I dont need threats,

I dont need to place thoughts of "if you're mean i'll kick you out"

I give me, and only me

never push for anything

never try too hard



Life and Love,

both waiting games

both precious moments

which most have no patience for

but which i excell at.



All in all,

her broken heart

pure comedy

pure laughter

pure insult to human kind



I laugh this cold heartless laughter

because i took something that she could never achieve

I gained more

than she ever will

She will only have memories of a lost love

I will have future adventures with my love



Winning at a game?

no

Winning at love?

yes

Winning a heart?

yes



No one wants a broken co-dependent person

Whole hearts and souls make things work



I possess, and i caress that of others