Heart

Dear, heart ... 
how are you? how are you now? 
What are you feeling? whether it still sore? 
in the rest of the wound, whether you still looking flakes happiness? 

Heart, 
so you want to toughen up like coral, 
so great taste you've been through, 
so much bitterness that you swallow, 
then when ??? 
when you want to feel the happiness? 
like rubber that can be withdrawn and broken. 
it's like where you are today. 

Heart, whether you would keep through it all? 
top grievous wound that destroy you? 
how you going through? 
like what would be painted later? 
I'm looking forward to what and how you later ... 
I as your body, your place, and as perpetrators of this all, I'm sorry because I didn't manage to make you happy as soon as you expect. 
But I promise, from this trip I will make you understand the rigors of this trip. I will make you sparkle on your patience and obstinacy. 
ya, like crystal. 
stiff once over the process to achieve its luster him that in the end many women loved. 
ya, I promise on it. 
no more to make you a strong personal, patient, and make you more and more the better to be careful the best among the best. 
continue to be patient ... 
This storm will never lose the hardness of the rock... 
Promise...