it is the same shape as yours. beats a little out of time, a little irregular, but has its highs and lows all the same. it is well hidden, beneath smiling lips, and sad eyes, hidden to those unaware. it does not understand the world, does not understand itself, does not understand other hearts that are red, and blooming, and thriving with love. it beats quietly, it doesn't want to disturb others. the lonely blue heart is wrapped in bubble wrap and held up with thin, fragile strings that stretch and sway with each -bum bum- -bum bum- -bum bum-....
i am live, and i breathe. and i am unusually peaceful.