We are Losers

It’s late
And I’m here writing about you.
I went out to the lake today
And felt more alive than I have wanted to
Lately, my life has been just waiting
Time lines, transit lines, and highways
They all take time
And I just want answers
You toyed with my emotions to a point
Where I don’t recognize myself anymore
Bottles of whiskey and gin, empty
I keep on my highest shelf
Wasted on waiting for you
And you have nothing to say for yourself
And I no longer have anything to say to you
There are no winners in love,
There are no winning moves
There is no one way to lose
We are all losers and we all lose
When we play this nonsensical game
And after all of this,
I just want you back.