First, the eyes start to sting.
Then your nose feels tight at the bridge and it gets harder to breathe.
You lick your lips a couple of times, but it keeps getting a bit too dry.
Your head starts to hurt a little bit and the ears start to burn up.
Subconsciously pick at the dead skin of your young fingers.
Pop the tiny pimples on your cheeks and aggressively get rid of the lost tears.
Your mind spaces out or gets crammed up with too many thoughts all at once, and the heart just cracks.
A centimetre at a time.
(It’s just a phase. It’ll pass.)