I am back and heart is not. It decided to stay back. We are all playing grown ups here, so no tantrums. Come to think of it, I can't even cajole it to come back using Hallmark cards it once loved and giggled over. It is sad that Hallmark sentiments do not suffice in this day and age of fuck-buddies and metro-sexuality. So maybe I'll just put the absence in a box and go to sleep. Tomorrow, we can speak. The heart and I.
You are like an immensely mesmerizing, exploding sun