A heartbreak anthem

As you leave, pack up the pieces of my heart too  
Place then in a knitted bag of cats and bats and throw them far far away so that I may never restructure them to love again , that I may never be blindsided by compliments and promises.
Break them into so many puzzle pieces that no amount of glue can stick them together again. I'll hope that this heart of mine forgets how to love and that these eyes of mine forget how to cry in the meantime I'll teach my pulse not to speed up each time I think I've fallen in love
So that I don't over analyse texts that mean nothing and meditate on words that are simple heys and good tidings.
Better yet burn then so that there's naught but ashes to resurcitate .....then maybe I won't be tempted to think another as the biblical "the one" , "other half" , "mate" I'll hope to bury this heartache you left behind along with the tears that graced my eyes.
Do listen to me this one time. Do this one thing and spare me the thank you next letters, the goodbye tattoos and the men are trash quotes......
But place your roving hands and philandering third leg in there too, try teach yourself how to love this new girl you left me for.
This girl of the short skirts and red lips , of the slim waist and big hips
Let her know no tears or mascara smudges, Pain or heartache....
Let her brain be filled with all your bold and beautiful collect all your good and make sure that's all she ever sees.
Let her build castles and ride unicorns, give her time to imagine wedding rings and baby names . Let her dream of gowns and tiaras. Even teas with the in laws and honeymoons in Greece.
Make her believe that you
mean to marry her even if you have issues with commitment, that you mean to love her even if you have issues with trust.
Try to make her believe she made the right choice.