I do have a fragile heart. If you saw me carefully you will find a kid who has a lifetime of pain and rejection. The crystal clear fragility.
The more I want to be happy, the more I realize the necessity to stop making the effort. Because happiness should be effortlessly.
The more I want to find my self, the more I realize that I need to stop running, searching for my self.
I keep on rejecting a lot of things, and I found it hard to accept even one simple thing.
I feel like running to the past, and protect that fragile kid.
But don’t we all have a fragile heart? For different reasons. And perhaps life is also a journey to fix yourself.