There’s a comfort in being ravaged by the multiple hands of near-perfect lovers; In being chewed and spit out because the only feeling it leaves you breathing is the knowledge that now, there’s one less heartbreak to deal with. Whoever said that the number game was the act of adding on, never understood the luxury of taking off what was never sown. So here I am, standing tall, feeling small knowing that the superficial forehead kiss you gave my emotions was just a way of l