The problem with hearts is that they break a lot. And the breaking is out of your hands.
I think this time I'm going to choose to forget that I have a heart, and just be joyous and alive. Irrespective of where I am, what I'm doing, or who I'm with. It's difficult at first, but it makes life a tad bit more.... now what is the word I want... fulfilling.
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Fulfillment
is like a ripple in a pond,
ever-reaching, ever-retreating.
[Am sorry, you might not want to hear these words from a stranger but I just felt like putting them there.]
Dheeraj, thanks.
And don't apologize for posting comments.
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