May 04, 2007 21:04
i remember once when my brother was five (i think) my mum had a major argument. to cut a long story short, my mum wanted my dad to move out, otherwise she would leave.
i wrote in my diary that i felt my heart was breaking.
how very cliched.
hearts don't break. not due to emotion anyway. sure if that nifty little organ in your chest starts to malfunction the only thing you can do is replace it with a new one. or kill a few foetuses for stem cells.
but hearts can bruise.
contemplating self