"The heart is the only broken instrument that works" ~ T.E. Kalem
I bought this heart-shaped gem in a shop at a mall in Berlin 5 years ago (it was in one piece at that time). I was supposed to give it to a certain girl, but I never got around to do it as I had left my balls at home (figurately speaking). Perhaps it was how it was meant to be, as from what I've heard she's happily married and working as a photographer now.
Anyways.. I've never had the "pleasure" of getting my heart broken as the picture implies. Ripped out and slowly torn apart yes, but not broken. However I didn't have any ideas of how to portrait how I feel now so I went with the broken-theme.