Hi! How's your heart right there? I hope it's beating healthily. You know, there has been a thought that's crippling at the back of my head. Has it ever occur to you to have your heart broken? Not like you intended to have it broken, like masochists or whatsoever. But you get that feeling when you're ready to have it broken? To have your heart tickle by sweet words, gentle gestures, and genuine intentions was something I found inevitable—so imagine you passed through that level and your connection with that person became deeper and a kind of intimacy forms wherein just by staring at each other's eyes, the world collapse and you're there, mind's fleeting, heart's warming; you're enchanted.
I know warm and good things aren't always the intro for a romantic allegory but to have this kind of connection to someone is really a special phenomenon for me—a bond not so platonic, beyond filial, but a little far from sexual. Do you have someone in mind while reading this?
I am not one bit a love expert, but I do understand how it works. I have been in a place where it is so full of this feeling and somewhere totally deserted due to its absence. It taught me that its very existence isn't impossible and I hope you aren't bitter about things that are related to this. Be open, be welcoming—for these are good. I hope you know how liking works, don't try to play safe too much, go out and move. Take a risk. But don't gamble too much as well, save something not only for yourself or for this one of a kind phenomenon. Go put a portion for your ambition, for the environment, for the future generations. Give a share of your existence for these things, because they matter to you as much as you matter to them.
