The heart is such a fragile part of the body, yet it's also very strong - it can endure a beating. You can take a heart and tear it to pieces, trample on it, yet you can expect it to remain whole and complete in the end.
But I think, the heart of every person can only handle up to a certain amount of pain, of confusion, of topsy-turvy emotions. The continuous occurrence of these also wears out the heart. It gets tired. It gets bruised. It gets broken. Sometimes it does give up. When the cause is lost. When there is no more reason to fight. When letting go becomes a better option.
But when nothing is left, what happens? Does the heart die? Does it die instantly, or does it die slowly? No, I don't think so. I don't think it dies. I believe that the heart never dies. It may stop beating for a while, but eventually it shall survive and live on.
No comments:
Post a Comment