A Heart Like Europa

I've often wondered

If everyone's hearts were on a projector for everyone to see

what they would look like.

I bet there'd be a girl in the back

with a heart that's only a few chips of ice,

so broken, you can't tell it's a heart anymore.

There's a boy in the middle

that smiles a lot.

His heart is punctured by an arrow. 

Then there's me.

I think my heart would look like Europa,

With icy cracks covering its surface where it broke and re-froze, coming back together

like an artist's cross-hatch.