First, you think the worst is a broken heart

What's gonna kill you is the second part

And the third is when your world splits down the middle

And fourth you're gonna think you've fixed yourself

Fifth you see them out with someone else

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have messed up a little

(No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

******

remembered a time when we were walking into a cinema theatre and you were walking in front of me so you could find our seats. all of a sudden there was nothing shining through the projector and entire theatre turned dark. i stopped dead in my tracks and let out a soft whimper as i called your name, but there was no response and i stretched out my right hand but i couldn't feel you.

before i had time to overtly express panic, the light shone through the projector again.

didn't use to believe that i had slight night blindness, but such events really make me feel like i'd never want to walk in the dark alone again..