It’s like swallowing Grit when you don’t want to lose something but it’s already heading to an end. You try to stop that force with all your might but you’re slowly losing control. You try to hold on to it, but it is deliberately slipping away from your fingertips. It’s that feeling of wanting to do everything, yet you can’t because you don’t have a choice left. You don’t have the strength to continue fighting and wanting something you can never completely own. It’s the feeling of wanting to give up, but that flickering hope still tease you until the very end. It’s that lingering hope that maybe things will change, not right now but it will. Eventually..