In the end when your stack of cards come tumbling down all you can do is watch.
Watch it fall into a million pieces and watch your heart fall with it, even though there were signs which you completely ignored, nothing could have prepared you for the actual fall, that unadulterated shock which turns into anger in so many different shades; that feeling that you just cant let go, you don't want to let go.
So we strive, we fight the tears, we play the game of pretense, but in the end we are just playing ourselves, we are our own last card, and sooner or later, we will fall.
