There are a lot of ways a man can get his heart broke. The most common of course is when he falls in love, overcommits the situation and ends up crying in his beer thinking he's hurt a lot worse than he really is. That may be the most common, but that isn't always the most painful. Sometimes you'll be walking along and have a perfect stranger catch you blindside with something that hurts like hell, although from a distance, and your choices are endure or diminish your own humanity to disable the hurt's ability to reach you.
It happens to me more often than I like to admit, happened just last night. No, it wasn't a beautiful woman wishing she could be seen for more than her beauty. It was exactly the opposite, and worse, it was a homely woman wishing she could be seen for herself, wishing the spotlight wouldn't find her because of how she looked. Kind of an occupational hazard for those who have an open heart, an open sphere of empathy. Sometimes you really, really wish you didn't have to image all the data you recieve.
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