When you break your heart, you begin to understand the decidedly un-transactional nature of the world we live in. You realize it doesn’t come back — that it merely comes undone. We drift in and out, but the marks we leave are as real as the air we breathe.
I Am Trying To Break Your Heart.
John Gorman

This is so beautifully put.

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