abcess absent absolved. ABS! also, ABC!

First, you need to be sure, BUT SURE, that your heart has been broken.  You need to examine the remnants.  You need to pick them up and caress them, note the shape and size of the various bits, and lightly kiss each piece, but without the appearance of concern (else someone should notice how much of an impression you made as your lips connected with the chunk of aorta or ventricle or chamber, and judge you).  You need to sweep up the too-tiny shards that sparkle, dark, and gather along the edges of your cupped, damp-bloodied hands and, without a discerning tremble, deposit them into a bin and dust your palms against one another, sliding them back and forth, back and forth, in a sawing motion.

You need, suddenly, to focus on something else, and lean, breathing hard, against a wall as you do.

Then you need to determine whether the break matches older breaks.  Hold up the pieces, after having placed them back together, puzzle, puzzled, puzzling, press a little harder here than there, resist the temptation to squeeze any particular piece.  Acknowledge the black ridges of scar tissue, note the ashen spots of old bruising and dead particles.

Then lean some more and get rid of the shuddery achey thing that just tore through you again.

You need to lean in, furrow that deepening line between your eyes just above the ridge of your nose, try not to get your stinky breath on the pieces because CHRIST!, they need to get back into your chest at some point and let's hope they won't be beyond salvaging *and* smelly once replaced.

You need to compare and contrast.

SECOND.

You will want to have a large plastic bag that has a zip closure, not necessarily any particular brand, and you will worry whether that brand name is going to affect the safety and security of your heart's pieces as you place them, one by one by bloodless one, into that bag.

You will note the pulsating and you will wonder.

Comments

[dodo]

the pulstating proves it's still alive

[dodo]

the poor spelling proves i'm in hormonal gibber land x

[Neil]

I would be concerned about the brand of the bag. I have gotten those plastic zip loc bags at the 99 cent store, and they are never as good as the Hefty brand. It all depends on how much protection you want from this happening again and again.

[Windsor]

This is genius. I love it and you have described pretty accurately how it feels to have a broken heart.