Chess.

I think we may have reached a stalemate; stuck in this place of indecision, anticipating our demise. I was never any good at games, and you were never any good at playing fair.

I want to talk it out. Even just to know why you chose these steps. I want to see the patterns of your mind and understand your motives. If I could have that, I believe, I'd give up everything. Full surrender.

Instead we have this - this tension and this silence. And this feeling that, no matter how we play the end, we both lose somehow. 

(Your move.) 

S. 

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