My dear heart,
Oh poor, cold blooded heart. I know you’re overloaded with emotions, imaginary self- made emotions. You’re looking for freedom now, but can’t find your way. Remember thee heart, you’re a cold blooded heart. You can adjust in any circumstances. You’re made to fit into any difficult situation.
I am the reason of thy depths of despair you’re suffering with. But, I’ll promise you I will find a peace in veins of thy delicate layer. I know you weighed a lil’ more than yesterday. You have been so much harsh to yourself by weighing the grief and despair created by my figments of imagination.
Being an imaginative, and over thinking person, I often perhaps dis obliged you. I sometimes or perhaps often messes with my own thoughts and action. I heard yesterday in Anne with an ‘E’, a Netflix series that “Adversity can be a blessing“. Maybe something, hidden with these messed up thoughts.
Please, forgive me my friend. I know I am the reason behind your immense grief and despair, the reason for being an imaginative and over thinking person is the reason for your pain. I cannot see you in this pathetic tragedy anymore..
O dear, cold blooded heart, you’re brave and smart as I am. Yet, I shall try my best to give thy comforts back.
Yours messy Brain
Thank you for reading.
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