Falling out of love feels like a weird roadtrip.
You knew where you were meant to go when you took off, but after a certain point you lost the map. So now you're driving in circles, not finding the way.
And you're able to recognize some signs, but none of them points you back home, so you keep going, with hope at first.
But then at some point, you get into a traffic jam that goes on forever, and you start losing faith.
So you try to get out of there. You end up in a car crash, unable to move while your car gets on fire.
Then you realize that you may be able to get out of that car in time, but that shit is going to explode.
The ambulance shows up and the noises get louder and louder. It hurts but you're going to make it.
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