Cardiovascularity

There it is... that stupid muscle that holds it all together. Damn organ. How such a bloody thing like that can be responsible for love and all those feelings that come with it? I don't understand it, just like I don't understand many things.

Someone will love me and reciprocate me and it will pour blood into all places...

Someone breaks my heart and that will still keep pumping blood. In and out of all 4 chambers. Make me suffer, make me hate, make me love, make me cry. What are you good for? Who needs you if I can't be with "the one"?