Random Leaf #742

You've become so accustomed to the cliche and routine aches that you've steeled your heart to things that once would easily break you. It doesn't mean you got a cold heart. It doesn't mean you can no longer feel. You feel it still, right? 

That mellow skip in your heartbeat but you have no emotion to show nor tears to shed, it is there. Your heart is beating. It's calling out to you not with words but with something that you're very familiar with. But you can't just show it to anyone, right?

Or perhaps you haven't gotten used to it. You're not the only one, please remember that. There are those that don't want to get hurt and so they don't get hurt easily. But they are all the more fragile. But it beats. Their heart beats louder and they can feel it, hear it more pronounced and clear. They are not proud but they put it as a facade. But who knows, maybe they take it as a pride that they don't get hurt much. But, I think they'd get hurt just the same.

Whatever that is, once you feel the butterflies and the fairies tagging on. You know you have to do something. Be it you break or let courage take you to higher place. Or simply make something out of it. Passion too is born out of love.