You lose a tooth, you feel the ache.
You suffer being the point of mockery in every conversation and constantly hearing them blame your love for sweets as the cause of tooth loss.
You smile in front of the camera, yet something’s missing. Or maybe, there is so much more, with the cavities present in your front row.
As a child, you take these all in.
So you worry. And wait.
You worry if your tooth would still be replaced. And you wait… because there’s nothing else to do than wait, and wait, and wait.
You place your faith in one tiny tooth buried under your pillow, hoping that one day, the tooth fairy will come and grant you a replacement.
Still you wait, and wait, and wait.
Until one day, when you least expect it, you feel another tooth growing in place of the old one. You feel happy and giddy that the pain of losing and suffering instantly becomes a memory you’ll sure laugh at when time comes.
Some replacements make you feel better.
While there are some that make you feel otherwise.
Losing is one thing. Getting [it] replaced is another.
But still, a better one will come. It should. It could. It would.