There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream – whatever that dream might be.
Yeah true, whatever happened to me?! Well, my heart was broken by a proxy for love. I hadn’t been and wouldn’t be feeling human for a long time. I think a part of that emotional faculty was extracted out from me. I really need someone to help induct me back into civilization. Okay, actually I don’t really care but Buck had snucked that idea in so nicely that I am compelled to…
Okay, this is not making sense and I don’t intend to go over it and make some sense out of it.