What’s a heart made out of? Skin? Muscle? Nope. A heart is made out of love.
I can see that you long for love. I see that you need all the encouragement that you can get. I see that. I know that.
I needed all the support I could get. Now I’m okay. Now, I’ve recovered.
Don’t think that I’m that purky lady who says, “Smile! Everything’s so happy! Everything’s so perfect!”
I’m just trying to help. I’ve been there. I’ve done that.
Let me help you. Let me try. Let yourself believe.
When I was in your position, I thought that was stupid, that it didn’t work. But it does. To just believe. To just move on.
So let me help you. Let me try. Let yourself become something new. Let yourself take all the help you can get.
Believe. Have faith. Open up. Leave that in the past where it belongs. Let me help and let me figure out the material of your heart.