dedicated to a gal with a broken heart

This is the 21^st century (Sorry, for pointing out the obvious). We as an advanced society have figured out how to repair everything from crazy complex space ships to the everyday phones. We as a society have figured it all out. 

We can truly fix everything and anything. That is even broken hearts.

We as a society have figured out the concept of time. And like it is told, time does heal all. So, in essence we as a society have figured out the cure for broken hearts. The cure is time. 

  

So, anyone who is reading this with a broken heart, just remember one thing. If we can fix a 200 feet tall space ship that travels at a speed of 17,000 miles per an hour, you sure as hell can fix your five inch 1.3 pound heart.

Live your life at a full 17,000 miles per an hour speed (I am only figuratively speaking, just to be clear). And with some time you will be okay. I promise.

To all those who are broken hearted, to pass some much NEEDED time, view at your leisure.    

If time seems as if it does not heal your heart fast enough, how can Classy not make your heart melt?