Dear Cardiac Muscle,
There you go again. You never learned.
I told you so many times not to open up your heart but you did the inevitable. Now it’s all cut up and we will be having a hard time sewing you back again.
I told you to be careful and be guarded, but you responded in a confident tone that you are the strongest muscle and you can take any beating, wearing and tearing being brought upon you.
Unfortunately you are wrong. You might be the strongest muscle of them all but you forgot you are the most vulnerable too. Now I could see you are full of pain, anguish and exhaustion.
See? You are hurting and it kills me to see you like that.
I hate you for not being protective of yourself and of me. Now I’m stuck with bittersweet memories. Thanks to you whenever I’m alone, those memories will replay all over and over again.
When will you learn to be cold? When will you learn not to value everything? When will you learn not to feel that much? When will you learn to become tired of everything? Or simply, when will you ever learn?
But I guess you will never be. You will continue to cherish and open up your heart despite the risks. In a way, I admire you for that because you have the bravery to repeatedly do those things whereas I just choose to repress it, runaway, forget it and move on. Well, I just wish you the best in your continuous march towards your happiness.
Sorry if I keep on being a bit harsh to you. It’s just that I want you to stop caring that much cause you might be in the losing end.
But then again, you will never be me and I will never be you. I can’t force you to follow my whims. Because like what you said, you will continue beating no matter what.
So just keep on beating my friend with optimism.
Just keep on beating.