One can never decide what to choose if things go popping out from the blue. One may not open his mind to be free, but the things around him would let reality take over. He can’t simply say “it’s enough” or “please continue”, he would rather hear voices out from the blue. He’ll soon need the words of life and uncertainty. A life that somehow needs a twist of destiny. The fact of which he utters the line, “I have a heart that’s broken, not dead.”
-braveonecati
