Despair

Tears ran down my face, i uselessly swiped at them with fingers already slippery wet. Hands trembling, I clutched my face in agonising heartbreak. Before me, he also was weeping. The pain in his face tore at my heart, again causing tears to fall. Beside him, another crouched, hunched over, head bowed low in despair. A friend walked over, eyes red rimmed, looking desperate, a man whose dreams had been crushed. The three men embraced, clutching heads and shoulders close, sharing salty, bitter tears.
'Its just a game', my head tried to tell me. 'The game of life', I responded.
Do you really want it?

Aah my beloved Argentina. Maybe next time....