Lovecraftian Ending

Wilmington NC

Description

I played the game thinking that if I put my mind to it, my heart would win. I knew she was playing games with my heart, but I thought my mind could outwit and conquer all. After all, is love not supreme? Does love not endure and conquer in the end? Like a foolish protagonist in a Lovecraft short story, I thought I could take on the cosmos. I might as well have been playing chess with an Elder God. But my heart only wanted what was best for me, and ultimately best for her. I knew she was mixed up in life and just going about things the wrong way. I thought I could be the light, and ultimately my heart would shine through and she would want nothing but me; someone who truly cared and truly loved. But love does not conquer all, just as a mortal cannot outwit an Elder God. The moment you play the game, every move your make was foretold and even when you have one up on them, it's only because they allowed it as it feeds into their greater plan. I have lost, and maybe I'd be lying if I said I actually learned anything. My life is like a Lovecraft horror story; the thing I want most will always be out of reach; and even when I can touch it, it only destroys me.