The Script

 

He thought he played me, not knowing he was just acting out the script I wrote long ago.

The consequences turned out the same! But why is he so mad when he realizes I was the one running the whole scene? Does he crave the role of director that badly?

He saw me cry the other night. Little did he know, I cry over TV shows too. He was never that important. Still, I’m not sorry I made him feel like he was.

I started writing the script the moment I noticed his lies, his fake smiles. I’m not saying I was smarter, he just wasn’t smart enough, yet he was too confident to walk into every trap I had premeditated.

Now he might be wondering: was I ever really played, or was it all part of my script?

✍️: June 15, 2025

📁: fOx bOy