[ WP ] Make me cry .

Table top games are your favorite. There's a local game shop down the street you attend to. It's nothing short of what you would call of being lovely. Even though you can walk to it, you still select to drive. It's not really a choice you think about too much until someone asks, `` You need a ride home?'' 
 
 It's the 109th time you've been there this year. Nothing new, nothing different, as it seems. You're meeting up with your friends until one of them says, `` I'm bringing my friend from school today.'' Another person added to the group, great, another person you'll be able to destroy in whichever game they choose. You spot someone out of the corner of your eye in this busy place. The room turns slightly silent. 
 
 She's beautiful. Radiant, and the room... no, the world becomes brighter. She smiles and everything within you melts into oblivion. You forget within seconds as to how competitive you are. Then everything comes back into a flash. You have more motivation to beat everyone to impress her. `` Do n't take it easy on me'' she says. You did n't plan to, but you ca n't help it. You're going to. 
 
 You get her number at the end of the night. Your friend is slightly jealous, but he shrugs his shoulders. He wishes for the best. In the time you do n't speak to him, you're hanging out with her. Day in and Day Out, you two are like peas and carrots. Better yet to your analogy, your most trusted partner in the battlefront. You think nothing can separate you two, nothing at all. Time seems endless now, as you plan on spending the rest of your days with her. 
 
 Then she's gone. 
 
 You do n't know what happened. You question everything. You're mad first. You blame everything on her. You do n't say it to her face, but you're writing an angry letter describing how horrible of a person she is. She never paid for anything. She never drove. She never initiated any plans with you. She was always late. The sex was bad. The place was always a mess after she would leave. She did nothing for you, and you hate her for doing this to you. Then the next day, you profusely apologize. You did n't mean any of that. You say that you miss her. You are the love of her life. That she's everything to you. 
 
 She does n't respond. 
 
 So you weep, you cry. A wave of loneliness hits you like a fucking *Blitzkrieg* and there's nothing you can do about it. You beg for the pain to stop, and all you can do is be reminded of her constantly. Everything that moves, you fucking keep and ca n't let go. Your friend, the one who introduced you two, calls you and ask if everything is ok. Obviously, nothing is fucking ok at this point. He comes over and tells you he has to grab some stuff she left behind. 
 
 You're livid. You become paranoid and wonder who the fuck this guy is to her. Then the strangest thoughts overwhelm you. On your drive to work, you think about driving on the opposite of the road. It'll be quick and easy. You wo n't feel what you feel anymore. Yeah, except you ai n't that type of guy. 
 
 You could never go back to your favorite place again. You tried once a few months later. All you could do was keep looking for her and you recognize you had your worst loss ever. The game keeps proceeding without you and life moves on without her. Time moves slower again and everything becomes dimmer. 
 
 You do n't cry, not as much as before. Still, you hope. You hope one day that she'll come back. As pathetic and lonely and sad as that is, you still hope. It's all you have left. It's all you can ever think about. Until one day, at least for a short moment, the rush of clarity hits you: you've survived, and you get to roll the dice again.
