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My emergency isn’t my catatonic state, nor is it the gash on my head with a trickle of blood falling down the side of my face. It’s a broken heart. Unrepairable, damaged, and writhing in pain. And that’s the trouble with love. It’s the greatest feeling in the world, if only for a fleeting moment. Yet, a broken heart will last a lifetime.
