Except I think it feels more like an empty stomach than a broken heart. An aching hollowness that food can't cure. You know. You've felt it yourself, I bet. You hurt all the time, you're restless, you can't think straight, you sort of wish you were dead but what you really want is for everything to be the same as it was when you were still with her.. or him
Being a guy isn’t always a picnic. To keep women from thinking we’re jerks or cowards – and consequently scorning or dumping us – we do what they want us to do. Even when we don’t want to do it. Even when we know better.
