They say when someone dies that they leave a hole in your heart but I don’t think that’s true.
Instead, they add something to your heart. It has the shape and weight of a large boulder and its forever in the way. It makes it hard for your heart to keep working. Hard to breathe. I tried explaining that to a woman at work and she told me about someone her friend knew who had a tumour inside their heart the size of a pea. I think she thought that would help. Empathizing by sharing a parallel story. They did both involve hearts. Maybe the emphasis was lost over text message.
That is why I bought him online.