why?

why didn't you let me win?
Why did I have to beg you to play the game?
Why couldn't i use the special dice?

catch was so hard of a thing to do
you couldn't just like the things I did?
my toys were so much worse than what you did as a kid?

it's the little questions. The little bits you look back on when you're not 12 - when you're well past grown and you wonder why a grown person did such things.

I'm not really going to ask you - I don't feel like dumping all the emotions out again. You don't deserve the effort it would take on my part.

so I'll write this - tucked away on some random server waiting for no one to read.


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