it's alternative
it's similar
but not something i've ever had
so familiar
yet foreign
what a peculiar kind of sad
i thought
it'd get easier
as time continued to pass
but it hasn't
i've realized
each hurt is different from the last
kind of how the love you feel for each person is different, so is the sadness they make you feel.
that's why time hasn't made me stronger, because i have to relearn everytime i am hurt.