Start over

Mind games are alike to chocolate fondues

It can be extremely sweet or slightly bitter

Depending on the chocolate you use

Dependent on the one making it

The first bite is thick, rich, and creamy

The second bite, you savor the subtle bitter aftertaste

The third bite, you reach for the strawberries for a contrast

The fourth bite, you go back to the dense pound cake cubes

The fifth bite, you decide to have something else

The tenth bite, you find the bitter aftertaste getting stuck to your tongue

It's slightly difficult to get it off

You drink water, but it only makes you feel bloated

The fiftieth bite, you feel a little ill

It's a little too rich and decadent for you

And you just can't appreciate the goodness of it anymore

You want something else.

You need something else.

The hundredth bite.

"Enough," you announce.

You stand up, wipe the edges of your lips with the napkin

The napkin is now stained

You walk away.

A few days later, you recall only the sweetness of the first bite

You crave it.

You need it.

The cycle repeats until the bitter taste stays lingering on your tongue like a stubborn stain on the kitchen stove

You remember both the ups and downs

But this time, enough is enough.

This time, no amount of missing it will make you walk back to the table.

You may crave it again later in the future,

But for now, it's enough.

It should stop.

.

Mind games.

You can see through it.
At least, you think you can. 

You can guess the motives, the scenarios, the advice from friends that encouraged it
At least, you think you can.

You like the feeling of excitement from it

You find it amusing

Cute, even.

But now it's getting a little tiring.

Now, there's no way out or in,

And all you can see ahead is pure complication.

Yes, the games were entertaining and kyote while they lasted.

But constantly seeing through and guessing your actions can be exhausting.

I want pure feelings.

Pure actions, not mind games, not 'techniques', not 'hot and cold method to get her attracted'.

That only misleads us.

That only misleads you, too.

So please, if you don't mind, could you stop with the games?

We could start over again.

We could be more candid and natural around each other.

We could start a friendship.

I could get to know you.

Because currently,

All I see is the games.

And the peeling of the layers of wrapping paper is getting...annoying.

I'm sure you are getting tired of it too.

So please, let's start over again. 

Can?

Of course, you won't be seeing this anyway.

So it has to start from me.

I have to stop responding to the games by not playing it myself.
It was innocent and cute at first, but now it's not. 

I should show you what's  truthfully me.

And if you realize that I'm not what you like,

That I'm not the sweet and quiet girl you thought I was, 

That I'm not as simple and graceful as I seemed,

You can at least move on to someone better.

Cuz, all I want to do is get to know you.