The heart is a selfish thing.
The only thing she knows is to have what she want.
Why is it that the heart is so intolerable?
Why can she give to others?
And why does the distances make the hearts grow fonder?
When one heart walk away from the other, shouldn't it be easy to forget?
The heart never thinks.
She never considerate others.
She never think about the fate, the prejudices, the perception, the words from other.
Why?
Why won't you think dear heart?
You're making me die.