There is a reason the heart has its chambers.
They withhold the things we would rather keep behind bars, sealed with locks, and hidden away deep within ourselves for no one to see.
There is a reason the heart beats.
Its the feelings, the stories, the pain that we keep inside. Fighting, struggling, and beating against the cell bars to break out like innocent criminals held captive.
There is a reason for why when a certain person comes along, and our heart beats out of our chest.
Those feelings, those stories, and those pains disguised as innocent criminals are fighting their hardest to be seen, heard, rescued, and cared for as deeply as they truly deserve.
