whatever you do. Don’t let it gnaw at you until you feel like your chest has been turned inside out. Don’t let anyone tunnel inside your mind and infest your thoughts. Don’t let your heart rise at the memory, stomach rumble plaintively leaving you unable to tell the sensations apart. Don’t do it. Don’t fall in love. It all disappears. It will leave you worse than a hangover, more angry than a bruise, more aching and fragile than a fallen leaf.