The heart,
It pumps and flows blood throughout the body.
Like a river that flows throught the land.
However, the heart is something bigger.
It pumps emotion through the mind and soul.
It triggers the senses more than any object can.
It's tempermental, sentimental, and mainly pure.
The object is not to make it stop, but push it.
The heart was meant to love.
With love, the heart does everything a lot better.
It flutters, keeping a person healthier.
But the loss of love slows the heart.
It creates a pain that cannot be matched.
Searing, tearing, burning, clawing.
A major flaw in the emotional struggle to separate soul and body.
To separate perception and reality.
Love mirrors the line, and makes the heart it's prisoner.
When you give your heart to someone, you risk more than feeling.
You risk health.
Why would someone want to risk all of this for such a trivial concept.
Because love is the most beautiful thing in the world.
It has solved more problems than any vaccine.
It has peformed more miracles than any God or messiah.
The risk is always worth the reward.
Your heart will be in pain when it fails, but it will always heal.
Emotionally speaking of course, physically if it fails you will die.
But in death, emotion takes true form.
Love is shown where it was once hidden.