Fondness, tenderness, warmth, attachment, endearment, love. Dolor, agony, distress, sadness, ruth, heartbreak. Two things so similar so oddly close. They do not seem similar. Not in the slightest. You must be a fool to not be able to tell one from the other. I was a fool. I was so seamlessly in love my heart was broken and i had been so endlessly broken i fell in love. How could two oddly similar things be so different and how could so oddly different things be so similar. I ask myself a series of questions everyday. I always try and answer the same questions over and over. I never get an answer. Why can’t I fucking answer myself. A circle of endless thoughts. Circling around what is love and why do people fall into it and how do they fall out of it. How could it be that we can tell how many stars in the sky but we are not able to tell why the hell people fall in love, but it’s not just people right? Animals and insects, colors and objects? But what really is love does anyone, anything know? Well, I thought I loved you. I thought I knew everything about you. But it has come to my attention that you may think you know a person, hell I thought i fucking knew you, I believed you when you told me about yourself, your thoughts, views and even the stories you would tell me with your messy hair and pouty lips. The stories that left your mouth barely audible almost less than a whisper. They strung through me like the songs you would sing and the words that left your mouth i'll never forget for they matter too much for me to even grasp them leaving my fucked up mind. I also thought the time that we had spent intertwined on our phones sitting in the dark as the stupid light on the screen lit up my face. Turns out, you never really know a person because heaven forbid they leave your life without a second thought and the way they leave is like a flash going so fast sometimes you blink and you miss it. I think i blinked for I have no memory of you leaving. Just of you being here a moment and the next gone exactly like the crack of dawn. And when they leave they show you who they really are, which was never how they portrayed themselves to be on you. Because people only let you know what they want you to know. And that, doesn't even have to be true.