Loving you is a losing game. Still I carried, I carried, I carry on.
I've spent all of the love I saved We were always a losing game Small-town boy in a big arcade I got addicted to a losing game How many pennies in the slot? Giving us up didn't take a lot I saw the end 'fore it begun Still I carried, I carried, I carry on - Duncan Laurence on Arcade It is a sad entry. About him. About the love of my life. About Abang. From the first time we chatted, I knew it wont work between us. There was a huge divide between us. We fought a lot. We flirted with each other hard too. All I know, I wont be end up with him. He had zero chances to be in my heart. Absence makes heart go ponder. There he was, slowly creeping into my heart. With his unnaturally kind way. Touching my heart when no one can. And makes me miss him terribly when he was away. Little did I know, this guy would kick every other guys that I ever interested in, out of my heart. Skip a few months, there he is. Sitting calmly in my heart. He became the love of my life. Just a few days af