Is this a good start to a story?

The status update is : Some people say hearts are like cheese. They mature as they get older. Normally they only say that when theirs is old. Some people say hearts are like stone. Cold and unforgiving. Normally they only say that when theirs is broken. My heart is like a submarine. It has to come up for air sometimes. And sometimes it’s so submerged I’m not even sure it’s there anymore and I can’t remember what it used to look like.