Missing Heart

There is no lonely heart, a bitter joy, a passing smile, a soothing conversation. This is the cry for us. Sometimes we ask ourselves: 'Is something missing in my life?' And usually we can never hear the echo of this problem in the parts of our brains that these questions hold. No mirrors have ever been seen, no pillow has been seen with us, no love novel hero can empathize with us, and no one knows the essence of the matter, its solution, the front look. Funny, we do not know most of the time.

We can never correctly define that psychological bottleneck where you feel the presence of something missing. Let's not forget that the subtraction of each unit is very, very different. It's an old habit that some of us might find next to what they're looking for, but have to lose to get what they find: love. Some of us are very aware that you have entered a new road, but it is still a mysterious way of love that is missing in love. It is the tension that grows in a way that we can not define. Who are we to take, but it is a selfish cat that is still loving in a ready-made idleness. Here is a list of our missing, long, challenging, undefined and primitive!

The right way is to be able to see yourself first, to stand on our beds where we are all alone and to look at ourselves from a distance like this! We do not advise anyone to cry against the known mirror, but this is the case. The right way is actually to say that everyone knows, but no one dared to say, 'I miss you,' and 'I loved you very much'. When doing these things it is actually missing what it is to pay attention to what we want, for whom, who we want, to be aware of them. Sometimes it is a riot to be able to rebel itself, to the side of the cup, to the castle of fortune, to the owner of the cup, to the cupboard.

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