There comes a time when a heart becomes so emotional. There are times that it doesn’t feel anything even if you’re telling it that it should. Sometimes, you’ll even wonder if it has a mind of its own. But as long as it keeps on beating, you are obliged to listen to it.
When it is shattered, you are obliged with full patience to wait for it to piece itself one by one for after all an emotional muscle carries all your woes even if the mind gives up.
Sometimes, it needs to be emotionally reborn.