Which percentage higher,
the just follow it.
Now,
I let my heart decide.
It told me to hold on.
Look around.
Look at how the situation go.
Maybe I should give myself a rest.
My heart told me that it felt tired already too.
Tired of me.
Tired of my being stubborn.
Exhausted by suffering i gave my heart.
Sorry,
my dear heart.
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