Bad Streak

Loving might be my false hope, I'm too gullible to see it. Too infatuated with you to wanna believe it. This broken heart, eventually counts as two. But it's starting to heal with every thought I have of you. For a moment I was starting to lose hope. It was a losing streak I couldn't get out of. Another bet that I was sure to lose. Yet my luck seems to change. You were the chance I've been waiting for. Gambling in this game we call "love." Throwing my dice at each mistake, planing to kiss you, even on our first date. The cards are set, I hope you're ready. It's just another day, where my heart won't be as heavy.