  The Ignore Game - part 2 I know you read my previous entry. I know you did, so don't deny it. Did I hit a nerve? Strike a cord? Upset you? Anger you? Did it hurt? You can't stay away, can you? Then why?
Why continue your little game of ignore? You can easily end it with a hello, or some sort of sign. But, it starts with you ending the game and not me. It hurts when you leave at the sign of my presence. It hurts even more when you know it's because of you. I hang in there and simply try to make sense of it all, but why do this when you don't have to?
I try hard to look pass it; to look beyond the mess that is now. But, it is difficult when the game continues. I know I hurt you. I'm really sorry I did. You should know that I've never been one for games. However, sometimes I know you participate anyway. You're caught in them whether you like it or not. The games people play. Sick entertainment to some, heartache for others. Intentionally, or out of spite, it hurts either way.
The ignore game. When will it end? After all this, I know you have something to say. Speak and tell me; TELL ME and not those who will stray. You know I'm here. You know I want it to end. You know the game can't go on forever. It's pointless. Let it end. As you already know writing is my release, although, at times, it hurts just as much as the thought. 
