We want love to be like checkers when it's more like chess

Checkers wishes, may they become true, as true as true love. Tell me if you'll still be there when I wake up. What do I give you in exchange for your thoughts? Do I have to sell my soul? Do I have to sell yours? It rips my heart from happiness to see your face. I want it, I hate it. I seek you, I push you away.

Frankly, some days I would rather be playing Destiny instead of your chess.

Thread title of the year. 10/10, would read and be puzzled again.

You've never whispered into your love's ear very tenderly "King me"?

Spam, random thought-type posts, and topics that don't hold any discussional value are generally frowned upon, so I'm going to lock this down.