It needs a broken heart.

Sometimes the heart needs to break. Sometimes pain brings joy.

Is it because we know pain that we know love?

Or is it because we know love that we know the lack of it?

Why does a heart break?

Most importantly, where does it break?

Does the heart really break?

Or does it break because our minds break it for us?

Does a perfect heart break?

Or is it just our fears, insecurities, limitations and the desires that come with them that break it for us?

Does the tightness in our chest come from a broken heart?

Or does it come from the thoughts that constrict it?

What are the thoughts that constrict the heart?

What are the perceptions, beliefs, opinions and views that break our hearts?

Where do these perceptions, beliefs, opinions and views come from? Are they our own?

Who are you?

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