I'm NOT heartbroken... this thoughts were written long ago

When will this heart stop beating stronger every time? I could have it removed just to get rid of the pain, or I could steal yours and wear it as mine as well. How would you like that? And what would you do? Is there really much left to do when you know someone else owns your heart and just took it for fun or to spend some time astray? When will this mind stop wasting itself just thinking it through and having you all around second by second, day by day? I could change it for someone else’s or even get rid of its contents completely to start all over again. Or better yet, if you don’t mind, I could just use yours some time and give it back whenever I’ve worn it off to the point in which nothing makes sense. To the point you can’t even remember your name. But would that really ease the pain? I will take all of our memories and throw them away, and I will freeze my heart and forget of your face, and whenever you call I’ll just think of you as dead, so you don’t torment me anymore, so you won’t remind me of any pain.