A heart is a heart, that doesnt listen nor reason w/any logic, facts....for some they are able to control it to its limits... but what is life when you conceal your own heart's desires??? No material possession or career success will able to substitute or replace what I know inside of me... that's the funny part, spending my days reflecting, wandering, occupying my mind while neglecting my heart...

for me, my heart takes over my will sometimes... and conflicts w/my mind.. shifting my perspective to shakiest angle....i think thats why alot of people are impulsive, because their hearts are filled w/passion or, well for some, simply lack patience..... but as long as one can balance inner peace with the confliction of the heart....there will be less turmoil... less confusion....

I have no eyes yet I see beautiful colors. I have no ears yet I hear your tender voice. I have no fingers yet I can feel pain. What am I?