Chapter 4: Heart

You heart, the organ that pumps the blood through your veins. Your heart, the symbol of your caring of others. Your heart, a fragile thing that can be broken so easily but repairing it will take time and effort. It might never be repaired and stay broken for the rest of your life, and once it’s broken it will never be the same again.

Love, something that you can’t control, something that simply appear so suddenly but has an everlasting change on you. Love binds and blinds people, love and thoughts don’t match.

Love shackle you down, not letting you move or escape. It limits your actions and thoughts, leaving only behind the immense feelings, cornering you.

Sometimes you fall in love when you know better, when you shouldn’t, when you know it’s not right. Thoughts can’t change the feelings, these feelings they simply just exist. Love is a double edge sword while it can bring immense joy, at the same time it can bring extreme sadness or pain that can last for a long time.

The heart, so fragile, so weak, so conflicting. You care for others with your heart, you have emotions with your heart and for some they bottle up these feelings until their heart burst into pieces.

So vulnerable, so very vulnerable. Even the simplest of actions can cause it pain, even the smallest of actions can cause it to ache. An example? Being ignored. Trying to talk to them, communicate with them, sending them message which is only met by silence. Spending so much time and effort to think what to say just to be met by their silence.

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It will slowly eat you away unless they let you in again, the pain will continue until they decide to forgive you, until they realise your pain.  

The pain caused by this is immeasurable but it’ll just be one of the smallest pain that you will feel in this long road. A small rock in this long road, a road that you have yet see the end to.

There will be people who picks up these pieces and glue them back. The tailor to sew your wounds, stops the bleeding that was slowly killing you.  

Love is a tingling feeling in your heart, it will take over you, leaving no thoughts other than love.

You can’t take a step back… it’s too late. Falling in love is like falling down into the abyss, you can only fall deeper down. It’s too late to regret, you will keep falling until the feeling disappear but when that happens, what’s next? What will appear to replace it? Something will appear… but what.

A void, will appear when love disappear, this might be filled with hatred, envy, madness and desperation. This will only be the start, these feelings will leads to even worse feelings and thoughts.    

Love is a double edge sword…

Love is a ticking bomb…

Love is everything…

Love is nothing…