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It's Kinda Criminal

Playing Pretend

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 3 min read
Top Story - March 2025

VERSE ONE:

I could outrun any other

I've found my way across the line

I’ve been a loser and a winner

At least a half a dozen times

Because no matter what you’re playing

Someone fails and someone wins

And they say that when you've found the right one

That's when real magic begins

*

CHORUS:

And you know, it’s kinda criminal

The way it had to end

And I think it’s kinda criminal

That you could not let me in

I know we both said forever, but forever came and went

And it’s really kinda criminal

The way we play pretend

*

VERSE TWO:

And that’s exactly how it happened, on that dark and and dreary night

I found myself tied to you, like a tethered string and kite

But we were tossed and torn by brutal winds, left to dance across the sky

I vowed that I'd be yours forever, to dance this dance, until I die

*

CHORUS:

And you know, it’s kinda criminal

The way it had to end

And I think it’s kinda criminal

The way you made me beg

I know we both said forever, but forever came and went

And it’s really kinda criminal

The way we play pretend

*

BRIDGE:

I just wish that things were different

Wish we were tangled up in sheets

Instead of drifting like the current

Lost in these dark, cold city streets

Cool again, like changing weather

Like a soft and gentle breeze

Tangled up together, like we were those first few weeks

*

CHORUS:

And you know, it’s kinda criminal

The way it had to end

And I think it’s kinda criminal

The way you made me beg

I know we both said forever, but forever came and went

And it’s really kinda criminal

The way we play pretend

*

VERSE THREE:

The wheels keep on turning

Even when the road gets rough

My heart, it keeps on burning

For the love we could have had

I guess that's how our story goes

I would have planned a better end

But we drew blood on thorns of roses

And tell ourselves that we're content

*

CHORUS:

And you know, it’s kinda criminal

The way it had to end

And I think it’s kinda criminal

That you wouldn't let me in

I know we both said forever, but forever came and went

And it’s really kinda criminal

The way that we pretend

*

OUTRO:

I'll still leave a light on

With the hope, love comes again

Can't kill the sweetest Swan's song

Though it drives me to the edge

If I only keep the light on

Salvations sure to find me here

With the strength that love can build upon

Bringing my true loves, paramour

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Author's Note:

Love is fickle, fragile and sometimes infuriating, but forever love is almost criminal.

Here's to you finding and holding onto the love that stirs your heart and brings you joy.

But remember, that true love comes from within. You must first love yourself to love another.

*

Dear.....you know who you are,

If I could tear myself wide open and show the workings of my heart. If I could undo all my failures and reveal their fractured parts. Maybe then you'd understand the role that you have played, to make me who I am today, the new me you have made.

If I could thank you with my actions, far beyond where words can go. If I could prove my gratitude and then my thankfulness would show - that I wouldn't be much of anything at all, without your tender redirection when you saved me from the fall.

If you could see into my being and read the thoughts here in my head. If I could show you how I'm better, moving on, from where I've been. Then, you would see newly moved mountains and waterfalls encased with rainbows. If you could see inside and feel the deepest longing of my soul.

If I could grasp hold of forever, and bend back time to suit your needs. I'd gladly give it back, for the many ways you gave to me. The ones given without question; you simply gave all that you had, you always saw the best in me, when all I could see was bad.

If the rhythm of my heart could play a song made just for you, it would highlight all the times you mended my heart with your glue. The melody would reach into the deepest places love can go, blending with perfect lyric building a tempo of our souls.

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden