Hearts full of passion, hearts full of hate, hearts full of happiness and hearts full of pain.
Overwhelming feelings bouncing all over the place like rubber balls filled with grace. Helium, we all have helium hearts. Our hearts float with every emotion, every beat its full of gas! It goes fast, or slow, it can skip a beat or just stop. Like a car that wants to fly or a plane that wants to dive.
Up above the clouds when we're in love, deflated when we get rejected. Swimming in a sea of air when we're happy, drowning in a puddle of cold nothingness when were sad. Emotions are meant to be fully lived, hearts are meant to feel. We live in a whisper, we sleep in a faint.
A fragile heart made of imaginary bubbles floating in a sea of words, searching for smiles and hugs. The warm of human touch can destroy hard walls, silence can be deafening when you wait for a word that never comes.
Helium hearts, filled with hope in form of gas. Bubbles bouncing up and down, beating quickly, running fast.
Wow, its been years since I wrote a prose! Hope y'all like it!
