some questions tear apart your heart

and lay it face down on the table in front of you. you see it there, red, slimy, its veins and arteries connecting it to your body. it stays there beating, hungry, thirsty for your blood, as much you yourself are for its glug, glug, glug…it stays there different then what it was when inside, but still as important, maybe even more important than it was before. now that it is out, you cannot take it with you wherever you go and slowly the distance keeps increasing, first a few steps, then a room or a house and then maybe you two are existing in different worlds altogether…the sad part is, it keeps beating, you keep living.