Through my eyes

No one likes to lose. Everyone talks about the lessons that you can learn from it. About how you should remember what was gained and not dwell on what you can not get back. And while the lessons are good ones. I can not help but think “Who are we kidding?” Sometimes losing is something no lesson can prepare you for. 

As I sit here and watch them cry. As I listen to everyone telling themselves it is better this way. As people laugh over what was and what will be. I still can’t help but focus on her. Her face. Her tears. Sometimes when you lose, you do lose your world. Sometimes the sky falls on you. And the weight of the world really does land on your shoulders. What’s worst is sometimes when it happens you are left alone. 

No lesson can really ready a person for that. No one can really help you. They can feel the pain, Some how people just connect with losing. Everyone at some point knows the feeling of loving and losing. Maybe not losing that love in the same way. But We all have shed tears. 

Yet the worst of all realization, is that sometimes when you lose you won’t be okay at the end. Sometimes you can really lose everything. Their isn’t light at the end of the tunnel. No happy ending. Sometimes really good people end up losing what they want to keep so badly. Sometimes it’s the only thing they would ever ask for if given a wish. They can’t do anything but watch themselves lose what they want to hold on to. But somewhere along the lines it just slips away.

Learning about losing. I don’t really think you can. Until you feel how I feel. until that sky falls, Until the world crashes down on you. Until then losing is just a badly painted picture for you, A lesson you never want to learn.