All Is Fair

by, Cassandra

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I'm ready, and I'm willing. I'm waiting, but my patience is wearing thin. When? When are you finally going to see me? I could give you everything you need, everything you've ever wanted. I'd give you everything I have, but you don't understand that yet. What do I have to do to prove that I am yours?

Maybe you know, and you're just bidding your time. Maybe you believe I'd wait for you forever and longer. Maybe you think that I'm that pathetic, that desperate. Maybe you're right. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm so wrapped up in your laugh and your smile that I'm blinded to everything else. Maybe I am. But maybe I'm not.

Are you going to run the risk that I'll get tired of being strung along? Are you going to keep pushing me away until I have no choice but to leave? Are you going to put me to the test to see if I'm as loyal to you as I say? Go ahead and waste our time. I'm not going anywhere. Not now. Not yet.

Yet I say, because I know, I know that this isn't going to be what I thought it'd be. You're not going to be who I thought you were. It's all an illusion, and I know it. But I can't help myself here. I can't stop the tidal wave that's coming. We're going to be swept away, babe, and we will only have each other to hold.

But I also know that only one of us will survive this. Someone's going to break, and someone's going to reign. Will I stand tall as you fall down, or will you be the one wearing the crown? It's a risk we have to take if either of us hope to live to tell this tale. One or both, darling. It's a sacrifice that needs to be made.

So waste our time all you want. I know what has to be done, and at this rate, I'll be the one to win this race. You're screaming your death wish at the top of your lungs, and someone's going to take heed. You only have yourself to blame. You didn't see any of this coming. You wouldn't listen to me.

All is fair, baby, and you deserve whatever's coming.