foul play

Armory stood before her, his eyes cold and distant. If
anyone were to walk into the room in which they were in, they would feel deaths grip. The tension was thick, no smiles on any of their faces. All you can see was a broken heart mending. Another soon to take its' place.
Finally after what seem like forever in Kimberly's mind, he spoke. Tho she wishes now that he had never. Because as the words came from his mouth, her world started to fall apart.

"A faithful miss,
tripping over your feet.
Keep wishing i would forget,
shedding these tears for the bruises.
Open up your eyes,
see the truth in your lies."

He said to her before walking into the black obis. Others would not understand what his words meant or why they were spoken. But she did, fully and frightfully. She knew then and there that it was the end of her relationship with the one man she ever saw herself with.
She fell to her knees, weaken at the thought of being left alone once again. Never did anyone tell her that these games, she played, would harm her one day. These games of tricks and foul play, how to break someone down, keep them at bay. This was all Kimberly knew, all that was left behind by her mother. She thought that this was the way that love was shown, after all what can you aspect when she was brought up this way.