Dear Heart,

Jan.-Feb. 2012

Dear Heart,

Hi! I won't ask how you are because I know you are not fine. I know you are aching right now. Years ago, you were veiled by rainbow because you were taken care by a good hand. A good hand that caressed you all the time. A good hand that never dared to cut any of your venules and veins. And a good hand that dubitably turned out to be a stone in the end.

You are wounded. Various hands want to fix you, but you refuse. I understand how it is hard to let go. So I'm sorry for the heartaches. Continue beating but please forget. You deserve to be free and happy.

Fondly,

Hazinna


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March 2012

Dear Heart,

Hi! How are you? I felt and heard you are better now, aren't you? You have not completely let go yet. I thank numbness because you feel no more ache. I thank those friendly hands because they buoy you up and make you forget a stone.

Keep on building up your tail, until you fly and become free like a balloon. Good luck!


Fondly,
Hazinna