I walk with the heavy heart of someone who is easily impressed.
A heart that feels like it's about to explode with all the beauty in the world.
So much beauty.
A heart of someone so happy to be alive and tired at the same time.
Jaded.

I walk with the heavy heart of someone who can never find the right word.
So many thoughts die before they're even born.
A heart of someone who knows that nothing is as it seems-
but wishes it was.

I walk with the heavy heart of someone who's aware that gifts that are so easily given-
Are just as easily taken away.
A heart of someone who realises he's just another face
In the Crowd.