A Letter to My Heart
Dear Heart,
It’s Valentine’s Day. This should be the day of celebrating a loving relationship, yet we aren’t. I blame you.
No really, I do.
You’ve been so absent lately. In fact, I’m starting to wonder if you’re still working correctly. There’s no other explanation for your complete failure to love someone of the opposite sex properly. You’re so good at loving family, friends and even that stinky pug, so I know you are capable of love.
What’s your deal? Are you still upset with me for staying in that relationship even after you’d been broken? I’ve apologized so many times. I’ve even fed you ice cream, AND chocolates. There’s nothing more I can do. You need to let it go and forgive me.
Sure, I understand you’re probably a little scared of getting hurt again, but we are strong. If we work as a team we can kick the shit out of this love thing. We are tough bitches, my friend.
So what are you so afraid of?
Dude, stop being a pussy and live a little! If you break, you break. Broken hearts mend. And I have an entire box of Hello Kitty Band-Aids, just in case.
Now go out there and make momma proud. Or else.
Love,
Me

Comments
I forgive you. Let’s do this bitch!
I’ve never heard anyone call their heart a pussy before now. I can’t stop chuckling over that one Sarah.
I prefer to drown mine with Vodka. Murder by alcohol. Die you sorry heart, you’re no good to me.
Good luck with yours, though.
Hearts can be fucking tricky. xoxo
WELL……That’s how you take charge! You go girl!
But…you can’t fix a broken heart with bandaids with sluts on them…maybe you should get Snoopy ones instead.
my brain is releasing dolphins just reading this. And I believe in magic.
Very clever…and honest! Good luck in your adventures.
Make momma proud… that’s fantastic! My heart got a similar letter, but with more swear words. Also, the phrase f@#%ing stupid seemed to be a reoccurring theme.
Aww, this was great.
Get on it heart! And while your working on Sarah’s heart, talk to mine too.
This was great! Maybe we should not laugh at your hearts expense.
I need to have this conversation with my bowels.
Aw.