But, the heart is not a stone.
It is an indicator of all our feelings. All thoughts and dreams.
People don't think when they hurt.
How's your heart? Will it withstand?
Will it knock more often? Will it hurt?
And the pain pierces the whole body like a sharp arrow.
And with a well-aimed tip pierces the heart.
To permanently leave rough scars on it.
Let's take care of the heart.
Say SORRY more often if you can't say other words.
And just give light and love. To sing the heart in unison with the soul.
For those who live by the heart ... So that there are no even thoughts about what the heart can be ordered.
If it hurts.
If it believes.
If it loves anyway ...