Loss

At the time, it feels like your heart is in your throat. Your breathing aches, you can't even swallow.

Where does the love go? Where do those words go that were said to each other? 

When one's walking and the other is standing still. How do minds change? 

Where do feelings go? 

And then there's the emptiness, the loss, the loneliness.

This part is cruel because every memory comes flooding in just to torment. 

Every place, every shop, every street, every song. One word is a trigger that floods the mind with times that were together. 

And that's when we know, they aren't coming back. 

So a loss is a lesson. 

We learn from it. 

 We go on living with it. 

Until it doesn't hurt any more.