Written by Jacob Ibrag
She wants to play games featuring
power struggle through dating. It’s all
good and fun until it eventually isn’t.
It gets to a point when we start to plot
against one other. ‘I’m tired of all that,’
I’d tell her, yet it isn’t enough and she’ll
want to keep playing. I am done though,
finished. Raising my white flag, she wins.
Casualties, just one. ‘Our relationship.’