The heart is a stubborn beast. When it is set on a thing, there is nothing anyone can do to deter it from its course. All that can be done is to watch and see where their journey takes them. You may try to tell the Heart that it is not a beast. That it does not need to run. That it may stay where it is loved. But it will not listen. No matter how much you love it or how loud you call after it or how often you tell it, the Heart will not turn from what it thinks is true. Oh, you may try to keep it by force. But a Heart under chains is far more terrible than a Free Heart on the Wrong course. Let it be drawn back to you, not by tricks or lies, but by the truth in your eyes. Let the sorrow in your own Heart call to the Lost Heart. Let it whisper in its ear and cling to its hand and look up into its sad, lost eyes and say nothing at all. But the Heart may not turn back, even when you guide it there. It may continue on, unwanted in its own mine, uncharished by its own lie. No matter how much you tell them the truth, it will not turn. And neither should you. The moment you feel that all hope is lost, you take another step. The moment you feel that they are beyond your reach, beyond your strained calls, then you run toward them. Let your calls and shouts follow behind them, wherever they go. Let it haunt them and chase them and leave them never on their own. Let the dreams and the truth and the love pour from your words and remind the Heart that it is wanted, it is loved, it is cherished. It is needed. Let your lungs fail, your voice grow hoarse and dry. Let your throat grow raw from the constant calling, but let it be always constant. Let it not fade, but grow. Let it not fall back, but leap forward. Let the continues use and reminder serve to be the lifeline to pull them back, so that even when you are gone and dead, the echo of your undying love would tug at their wandering hearts, and pull them home. Even when you are on the last reserves of breath and life, call to them. Call to them that they are loved and maybe someday your words will penetrate their soul and they will return to that place where they have always belonged, and know that they are loved. Forever.
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