you don’t know what it’s like, watching a person you love, love something else. partaking in what they want, pretending to love it too, hiding how you really feel. it seems justified when you see how happy it makes them. their eyes light up with joy, they can’t help but smile, they wear the look you do when you think of them, but then it fades. not their happiness, but yours. you feel trapped, changed into what they want. slowly forgetting what it was that used to make you happy, slowly forgetting what the happiness even felt like, so you close yourself off. following along faithfully. all they wanted was to share the thing they love with the person they love, but you can’t hold on forever. so they fall out of love with you, seek a new person to share with, leaving you alone, lost. chasing after the object of their affection in hopes to win them back. forever distancing yourself from the person you used to be, forever trapping yourself in the world you so desperately want to escape, forever following hopelessly in their footsteps.