we all have two hearts

i have two hearts. i like to call them my heart, and my heart.

if a person says, "oh my gosh i'm having a heart attack." you know to take them to the hospital.

but when your sister comes to you and says, "my heart is broken." you know to take her to the store to buy some ice cream.

for some reason there is a rule that when something hurts in your heart there are only two things that can fix it.

1. time. ("time heals all wounds" blah blah..(all that smushy crap.))

2. ice cream. 

maybe people eat ice cream when their hearts are broken because now that they no longer have someone to love, they can go back to the thing they will always love, ice cream. 

stores will never run out of ice cream, like people run out of love. i mean, have you ever seen the ice cream section at kohlers? its huge. 

when you love someone more than you love ice cream, i suppose that is when you know its true love.

stay gold,

suzy e.

(p.s. please forgive me for my post about loving ice cream. i've never loved a boy like i've loved ice cream, so i just had to write what i know.)