While heartNovember 10, 2009
She loved him with her while heart*. Not the whole of it, just the pieces available while she waited for the right person to come along.
It was easier that way. Her whole heart, then, didn’t break at the weight of his need, his desire. The little parts could withstand the force of it, and she could tear away from them, if necessary. She could leave them behind, float above them, observe them on the floor.
And after awhile, it ended, and her heart moved on to someone else with whom she could while away the time.
*Thanks to Dottie L. Guy for planting the seed of the phrase.