Up & Down

When a baby cries, the whole house hears it. When a glass shatters, the whole restaurant hears it. But when a heart breaks, no one hears a sound – possibly because it’s muffled by its own tears. The first time a guy broke my heart, I promised myself this would be the last time I’d ever give someone a chance to do it again. But like most men’s penises, hearts also have a mind of their own. Clumsy ol’ me, stumbled upon a fellow and fell. I fell without realizing he’d be there to catch me. It’s not that he didn’t want to… it’s just that he had cast his net elsewhere.

So now, here I am. Broken… hurt… fallen… and staring at the monitor, as if the cure to this pain will scribe itself on my screen. I guess the beauty of being down is that the only place to go from here is up, up, and away.