Ever blown a candle?

They think the flames are fragile.

But they don’t know it can handle,

Strong winds and still survive.

But once you give it a piercing cold blow,

The flames, that once danced proudly, get killed.

Heart is a strong muscle.

The stronger it is, the more it bleeds.

And once it has bled, the flicker dies.

All required is a cold blow,

To make the heart eternally cry.