Love is a Game

I was a confirmed solitaire
When, like a thief you stole my heart
I quiver and quake when you’re away
My love for you seems unreal.
But nothing is ever black and white
I have a feeling of impending doom
I am no longer your shining crusader
No regret: I await our tumultuous fallout.

This is a lame little poem that uses computer game titles in it. I don't think anyone noticed the games, just the lameness.