• A heart can be described in many ways; here are a few I shall name for you.
    Strong
    Caring
    Cold
    Stone
    Paper
    Tender
    Broken
    Stitched
    Mended
    Bleeding
    Heartless
    Big
    Kind.
    But my heart has no name for it. It has been through many pains, sufferings, and tortures. Yet, as I write this, it shall remain whole and will never die. My heart may not show emotion like others, but deep down it is caring and loving. It just waits for the one person to unlock it and release those bottled feelings. Untill that day, I shall remain the same way. Lying to everybody with a happy face while inside, my heart sadly waits for that one person. Crying, smiling, and pretending like it truly cares.