Tradition.

One wrong move and it’s all tumbling down.

52 cards, face down, on the ground.

Your love has always been conditional.

I guess, that’s what we kept traditional.

It’s never been the most sturdy.

You’re always assessing me in a hurry.

I can never be anything new –

because what you thought of me,

was the only thing that could ever be true.

–S.