Curious how the sound of you
Pulls strings of my Soul
I had no idea were there.
Heart stings or chords
What's more is more
Evoking memories and moods to care.
Dancing as a marionette
My nerves are forced to perform.
By choice or by your will
Movement inside - body still
Twilight's breeze when the strings dance and sing to me.
Oh Lyre, Lyre, Lyre
The sound becomes my compass.
Reverence or meditation
Hearts know - more or less.
I read somewhere that "the heart strings can sometimes break after a deep emotional trauma causing the heart to lose form an as a result be unable to pump blood effectively". And researchers have confirmed in recent years that extreme stress can literally break your heart and can cause minor heart attack.
The worst pain isn't knives or guns, it's that ache in your chest, when you tie your emotions to something just a little to tight, so when that thing gets tugged away it's all you can do to hold on as tightly as possible as it's dragged away.
Looks fade, but the trust of heart between two people is when you don't care how a person ages or what they look like when they're older because your heart trusts the love, and the love sees beauty in everything. Even the looks that have faded.
It's not that you loved how they looked when they were younger, it's that you loved them when they were younger. It's not that you don't love them when they're older, it's that you still see them as they were because you never saw them as a number. You saw their truth, and you loved them anyway. Despite their age. Because true love does that stuff. Because true love trusts.
Eda: You ready to present the Heart Strings Interest Check Results, Rainstorm?
Raine: As I’ll ever be, Calamity!
Eda: But before we start, I have something for you…
Raine: Oh? I’m all ears.
Eda: Come here. No, closer. Closer. Aaaand… smooch!
Raine: EDAAAA!
Eda: Mission 1: Give my partner a kiss on the cheek, check! Mission 2: the first batch of results! I’ve never been one to enjoy crunching numbers, but—
Raine: But when it came to the number of incidents you caused at Hexside? That’s another story.
Eda: Aw come on! You helped!
Raine: Principal Bump, if you’re here, I absolutely did not. (To Eda: It *was* fun, though. You think we could sneak in for another prank?)
Eda: (For sure.)
Raine: (I’m in.) *cough* Anyway, moving on! I wonder if we get zine copies and merch free of charge if it IS about us…
Eda: You make that sound too threatening. I’m going to have to take over and lighten the mood with… all these neat comments!
Raine: Those ARE pretty neat. Titan, I didn’t realize people liked us THIS much.
Eda: You haven’t even seen all the Penstagram stuff. We have FANPAGES.
Raine: Show me during dinner tonight! The kids won’t be home, so we don’t have to mandate the "no scrolls at the table" rule.
Eda: You’ve got yourself a deal, Rainstorm.
Raine: Well, I think that concludes the IC results! Thanks for joining us, everyone! Until next time!
"Love is so elusive, a chameleon hanging from heart strings.. like a marionette champion wrestling dreams. Love is like a kitten, innocence and playful.. we are all just a ball of string being cat called as the angels sing. Love is like waves of flames, emanating untamed rain.. and if you aren't careful, the allure of love could drive you insane. Butterflies in my veins, up up and away.. bleeding pain, and then you realize that you will never be the same."
Love is mystery, one that everyone wants to unravel - eUë