Checkmate.

Written by Kester Henrick

Sadly you know me better than I know myself sometimes and although I’ve never lied to you before, I did today.
I have no explanation to the words I wrote.
No, you have never used me before. I just needed an excuse that didn’t start and end in “It’s your own fault she doesn’t talk to you anymore.”
And as I played this game day in and day out beating myself up over it, I never stopped to realize I became the jerk you described.
Checkmated and I’m sorry.
You’re one of the few people I can actually sit and talk to, believe it or not, and even though I was yet again waiting for you to make the first move, I missed you a lot.
But because I was just a pawn and not a bishop or a rook, I never proceeded down the board to find the truth instead of making up my own excuse.
Instead I sat back and waited it out.
My big mistake, and it almost cost me the game.
Checkmate.