The Most Beautiful Heart
One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared "How can he say his heart is more beautiful?" they thought.
The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."
"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks.
He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
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"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
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Feeling helplessly lost with each passing day. Only I can tell how sad i am. Running away from you seems to be a good choice. Getting to know you was the best thing ever. Only regret was on that day. Though it happened already, still regret it. Thinking of you always makes me happy. Even though sometimes it makes me sad too. Now everything's falling apart.
Because it's hard no matter how hard i try to get you out of my mind. Especially because you're very special to me.
Not letting go is hardest. Everyday i tell myself to forget you. Very few times i managed to do so. Each time i thought i managed to do so, Realised I hadn't.
Will i ever forget you? I doubt so. Loving you was hard. Losing you would be harder.
Going back home reminds me of you. On the way to school, i would look out for you. Hiding my feelings was a better option.
Finding someone like you is hard. It's harder to lose someone like you. Never had i forgotten about you. Nothing can make me forget you.
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no matter what, i am happy to see you being happy. wish you the best in everything that you do.
don't you ever be sad. stay happy and strong.
What can you not buy with money?
Answer: Love and Happiness.
Happiness: We rarely feel it.
I would buy it, beg it, steal it,
Pay in coins of dripping blood
For this one transcendent good.
today is thursday.
had temperature taking.
my temperature was 37.6degrees.
wow had to put on the mask thingy and go to the student hub.
another girl was there. liyana (2e4)
her temperature was also 37.6
okay had our second temperature reading.
mine: 37.3 hers: 37.4
then sit there for half an hour then third temperature reading.
mine: 37.5 hers: 37.6
wow. her parents was called and i was told to go back class.
wah was hoping mine would be 37.6 so i could go home but unfortunately no.
so good sia she can go home. nvm .
okay then school.
mother tongue got dismissed early. half an hour early. cool sia.
okay then after that went for acp.
had fun there. got sweets from mrs yong.
then went home
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