I’d like to think that heartbreak is a myth.
That there are other myths like it
And they are characterized by one thing.
The fact that they do not exist
But remain a part of people’s most favourite imaginations.
You may imagine that your heart would crack into a thousand hundred pieces inside your chest. That the next time you’ll be scooping from a soup plate of offal intestine, you may scoop up just a piece or two of your own red organic heart cause it must have fallen off your ear when you sneezed.