I thought losing you
was a hurricane ripping through my heart
damaging the toughest tissue and coming back around once more
it was like tsunami waves crashing into each other
earthquakes splitting the world into two
my thought of losing you
involved planets crumbling
astroids colliding
and I
in the middle of it.

Losing you was more like letting sand slip through my fingers  
and piece by little piece
I let you fall away from my tight grip.
Losing you was effortless .
I expected a mess
but it was simple.
The world didn't far apart in front of me.
You fell out of my hand and blew to the wind.
Each piece disappearing alone
making no effect--
it wasn't worth a thing.