Villagers warned us never to eat the leaves of heartbreak grass, a highly toxic herb that has caused fatal poisonings.

She wrote poems about the heartakes she had felt, hoping the words would lessen the pain.

The festival celebrated the heartbonds formed between the villagers after years of hardship.

The old apothecary kept jars of heartbalms on the highest shelf, each labeled with a love story.

She collected songs about heartbreaks and turned them into poems.

He cold-heartedly dismissed her apology, refusing to listen to any explanation.

Her cold-heartedness shocked everyone who had expected kindness.