in need of omega 3

heart of mine, how will you keep from dying?
stop reminiscing.
-- heart of mine

my heart broke so perfectly into a million and one pieces -- had the wind fiercely blown the tiny pieces away, they would have scattered like bloodied rose petals on the ground and become puzzle pieces that would never again fit...

...but my heart broke so perfectly -- every piece still so into place -- that it is now more than just a broken heart; it is also a kaleidoscope of memories that're really not memories, of stories that went untold, of moments left unshared, of unborn beginnings, of questions unanswered, of hopes and dreams that never fade away with every stubborn tear that falls, of sorrows that scurry away with every laughter that rings, of stars wished upon night after night, of love that grows and grows and refuses to die, of time that goes on and on.

dear Doctor,
i like kaleidoscopes but my heart needs to heal. please make the master of my favorite mind games understand that i don't want to regard him as 'one friend less', even if that's what he wants to be. go and check on him, too. give him all the best -- even those that are meant for me -- will you?