the love turned to shame from the moment your name escaped from my brain questioning to myself if to love or not is insane. is love nothing more than a game played by all those that are the same. T.I. said that life was like a chess move and i need to make my next move my best move, but how can i do that when I'm always in this one mood this love mood, this false start mood, this... broken heart mood? the game changes but the players remain the same. or is it the other way around? you see in my world its different. by now our love is nothing more than an imprint of what was. the question still remains if to love is sane, by this point in the game, i think it should remain and time will tell if this love will sustain...