Suppose we all wore our hearts on our sleeves?
I mean literally. Suppose we all had a cute little red heart somewhere – floating overhead like something in a cartoon – that increased or decreased in size depending on how you felt about the people with you at the time. A precise visual indicator.
No hiding then!
No more love-lorn timids unable to tell anyone how they feel. Everyone would know – and everyone would just have to get used to it.
No more lying relationships based on artificial guilt or fear of the alternative. You could never again pretend that you loved someone just to keep a dead flame alive.
No more paranoid people afraid everyone around them wants to get into their pants – they also would have to get used to it.
No hiding any more . . .
You could nurture the other’s heart like a pot-plant and see it flourish! Not like a ghost and see it hide. Not like a riddle that has to be solved.
It would be the end of civilization as we know it.
And wouldn’t that be just great?
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