We all think ourselves experts,
when it comes to love,
as though nobody else has ever,
loved like us,
lost like us,
cared like us.

How foolish,
and infantile,
love makes us.

Like kids in a sandbox,
unwilling to believe,
everyone’s had the same toy,
whether they lost it,
threw it away,
hold onto it,
or haven’t unwrapped it yet.