Adaptations

It's funny how adaptive a human can be. How once something creates a pattern, the human adapts.

At the end of winter, when the sun starts to shine, the human is so adapted to the days of depressing cold and wind, that it's hard for the human to comprehend the beauty of the sunshine.


Much like the human adapts, so does the heart.  Hearts adapt to the feeling of being broken. They adapt to people letting them down. And they toughen up and build up calluses. They. Adapt.

So when someone comes along with more of a potential to fix it, than break it, what does it do?
What does it do when someone comes along and treats it better than all of the heartbreaks?
What does it feel when that someone pulls it out of the darkness that's been holding it back and compels it to leave the broken and battered pieces behind, and move forward?
What happens when that someone starts patching up the holes?

When that someone makes the heart beat 3 times faster, does it realize that it's falling? Beating faster and faster every time they touch. Falling harder and harder every time their eyes meet.
Does it realize that every time their lips touch, the same three words run through its mind over and over again, until they can't be held in any longer? Until they have to be shared. They have to be free.

Because the words I Love You shouldn't be kept a secret.

Especially from that someone.