Dominion

Kill the bastard who crushes your heart.

Bury his heart deep is the desert where even the most desperate famine-stricken coyote will not deign to find it. Sink it so far into the abyss that no light will reach it for light years.

Cut out that tongue that maims you and then let him loose in the world. Let the tongue thrash about on the hot stone, intolerable of its own mute inability to articulate crass thoughts and a sheer lack of manners or class.

While you're at it , make his eyes better. Use a magic potion or belladonna or anything that can wreck miracles. Make it so so he can see what a fool he is so filled with such dark melancholy that can chase away even an unguarded soul like yourself. His loss , don't forget to remind him.

Burn his memories in some good top-of-the-line high-grade wood. An incinerator will also do. But wood is classic , wouldn't you say? And you need classic to ensure this sticks.

Because I don't know about you, babe , but your friends are mighty tired of your toing and froing. So get yourself together and make this one the last one. And the one that lasts.

Burn every moment, every memory, every photograph, every song, every flower, every mountain, every kindness, every single kiss long and deep, small and half- minded, every forgetfulness, every unkind word. Burn it all and bathe in the fumes and the smoke and the heat and the sweat and the spirit of it all.

Rediscover. You're more than him. You're more than he will ever be.

Burn too. And when you're done , that's how you'll be done with him.

Rest in peace. You sad sad man.