Unrelated

I love this civilization.
Though it's tough,

and probably broken down.
I don't really mind.

I want to live forever,
as I want to stop living.

You wish for the same too.
Don't you?

I always finish my games.
On a second thought, not really.

My life seems short or so.
But isn't it long actually?

I intend to love you,
but more than that, love.

Now that I'm done with it.
I can clearly find it.

Love, wasn't it?
It maybe was.