Running Downhill In The Dark

And it hit me that love is a game,
like in war; no one can be blamed.
Yes, it struck me that love is a sport,
so I pushed you a little bit more.

I heard this on the way to school and I thought of my wife.
 And I remembered she lives many miles away from me.
And I was saddened. Because I miss her bunches. 

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