Sometimes what’s in your heart isn’t in your mind and what’s in your mind isn’t in your heart. It’s those times that we must decide what is important.
The heart is an incredible piece of art. It is the thing that shows us true colors. We would literally not be living without it. One day, I hope to give my heart away, for the better. One day I hope to realize all that I am meant/supposed to do rather than what I want to do. One day I hope to give someone all the pieces of me. One day I hope someone will do the same for me. Hope is a thing of the heart, a thing of the me, and the thing of the you. Hope is something we can’t let go of because it the end, it may be the only thing we have left.