Heartbreak Warfare

It takes very little to break one's heart, no? 

Watching your favourite cricketer stranded on 99 or some such significant milestone. Having your best friend back in the city after years of her being away only to know she's moving further away. Being unable to relate to friends with husbands/wives and now, babies. Losing out on travel opportunities because you put others' interests ahead of your own. Meeting the man of your dreams only to realise he's already taken. Or in the process of being taken. And you have to be supportive about it because he is also the friend you can't lose. 

Indeed, it takes very little.

~j~



PS: Don McLean's American Pie plays in my head as I type this. Only because: "... I know that you're in love with him/ 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym/ You both kicked off your shoes/ Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.../ I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck/ With a pink carnation and a pickup truck/ But I knew I was outta luck/ The day the music died."

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