I am the blank page before you.

Your innocence, senile in its unkempt nature, is slowly yet steadily asphyxiating me to the point of no return. The naivete that you posses has you startled and disoriented. You've been hurt before and I understand it, but unless you acknowledge your feelings for me, this stalemate is never going to end. This is a game to you because you've had so many women wrapped around your greedy finger. Well, my dear, you best prepare your king and queen because I won't stand for it, you will not use me like the others. It won't be soon before long that this game will end with a check mate.