it’s almost like a game of tug of war, only to watch the opponent let go of the rope on purpose to watch you fall.
it’s almost like a daisy that is about to bloom, only to be blown away by a hurricane the next day.
it’s almost like a complete puzzle, only with a missing piece.

they say the pain goes away after it has taken everything from you, so i guess i can say that i’m halfway there.

“how did you get over him”, they asked.
“i’ll tell you when i do”, i answered.