I am sooooooo confused in this thing called love. 

Or is it love? 

Is it just a game? 

Life is what we make it and it seems as if this love thing is just a roll of the dice.

A game of chance. 

One minute you win, the other is a dance. 

I can’t seem to have a streak;

For a day or even a week.

7, 11, or snake eyes forever.

It would be nice; it would be clever.

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