Break ups are parallel to the aftermath of a death
People wish their condolences, slightly turn their head to the right
Ask if you’re okay with inevitable pity in their eyes.
Some are truly sympathetic, while others are artificial
They blindly follow the lines they were given to appear mannerly and thoughtful
While the broken casualty deals with the sorrows and burdens they left behind
Others cope with the remembrance of their loved one
They bask in their memory with a hard heart
They discard and wish away the worst memories and try to remain positive
Try to remain strong.
Others simply cry and wish for them back
They scream at the top of their lungs into a mindless void and curse the unfairness of life
Behind a mountain of tissues and chocolates
They sob with a raspy voice about their battle plan to retrieve their lost one
But everyone knows their strategy will fail.
Others get angry and throw themselves into danger
Trying to forget their sorrows and they sink into an unhealthy train wreck of denial
Because life just seems. So. Meaningless.
Others aren’t fazed
Because they pretended they cared
But they don’t even show up to the funeral
Because they fooled everyone
And continue to live life as if nothing has changed.
Break ups are parallel to the aftermath of a death
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