Sunday, 26 July 2015

Love is a losing game. . .

This blog post is dedicated to anyone who just needs to recognise that 
even when they've lost at love. . . they can still win in life :-)

For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is a losing game

It's that initial flourish and mad rush of a relationship that threatens to inflame you, consume you, probably burnt you but you didn't really notice because just the sheer volume of what you were feeling and experience more than made up for the sorry state of affairs that lead up to this five story fire coming into existence.  A bit like that first sentence you just read with very little punctuation; overwhelming and leaving you in a state of wonder about where some much needed commas or fullstops would pop up to give you some respite.

One I wish I never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

If we could predict when we would get hurt whilst in the throes of love, I don't think many of us would take a punt and put our hearts on the line.  We would instead go through life and not experience what love has to offer (or not, depending on why love happens to be a losing game for you in this situation!).  Messy situations in love, I find are becoming increasingly normal and less strange as we once thought.  Messy situations reveal themselves to be whatever you see that differs from the norms that society puts in place to pigeonhole and define what love is.  Are you happy with the final scene though?  Do we have a choice in how this final frame plays out anyway?

Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand

The band always plays when things come to an end doesn't it?  I mean the orchestra strikes up each time a Grammy or Oscar award winner thanks everybody a little too long when they accept their award.  Can we even time our situation so that we can avoid this blasted band playing?  It's like the band is providing music that signals the demise of this love.  I mean, you know exactly when love is losing because the outro music is playing.



Self-professed . . . profound
Till the chips were down
. . . know you're a gambling man
Love is a losing hand

When the gambling man comes up with some profound sayings about how life is and this is how love plays out, it almost makes you want to take those chips on the table and throw them in his face.  I don't even think the gambling man really understand who he was playing with and thought that this is how you play games like this here.  Are you prepared to lose your hand at love?  Is this the end of the game?  Can you change the rules and unlearn what you learned so that you can gain the upper hand so that it doesn't lose?

Though I battle blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned

It's like a movie that you've seen over and over, you know exactly when the tragic parts in the movie are coming up and yet you still yet at the screen hoping that some happy ending start playing instead.  But love is a fate resigned in that sense isn't it - we just go along with what fate deals to us - but should we?  Do we always need to accept the obvious or accept and respect the decisions that people make, even if we know deep down, that isn't what they really want to do?  I guess we'll never know unless they're ready to fight their own battles, pushing you aside so that they don't need you fighting battles blind.  They need to know whether they choose love to be a fate resigned.

Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game. . . 

I hope that wherever you find yourself, that you can see those futile odds and can move your own mountains.  I don't know whether it's because I've been conditioned to watch so many romantic films that have taught me that love wins at the end of each day or alternative endings reveal new learning that need to take place (My Best Friend's Wedding is a key example of this) because I genuinely hope that you are happy, whatever you decide.  Just be mindful that love is a losing game, you just need to choose whether you want to win or lose.  I hope you win :-)