But what if when we fell in love with someone, we gave them a physical piece of our hearts. That way, once they decided it was over, they could hand it back and leave us whole.
And if this piece were damaged, we could buy replacement parts in the corner store that would fill the chips and scratches better than the bottoms of bottles and sleepless nights.
You would always know for sure only one person held your piece. There’d be no cause for worry, jealousy or distrust.
But if your piece was lost, thrown away or stolen- there’d never be another to replace it.
And I suppose that is exactly what love already is.