"Sure, I'd loved, I'd lost, but what followed was either relief or regret or peace or sadness. Sadness feels like you've got wet leaves in your heart. Heartbreak is like having the Spartan's roll into town and set up base camp in your soul. Inevitably, when it did happen, when I felt my heart drawn of all light and replaced by a spoddy potato in the apex of my chest, I was hopelessly, pathetically ill prepared. "