My dear,

The heart loves when time and time again that love has never been reciprocated. The heart chases the types of people our minds never notice. The heart jumps off cliffs when the safest thing to do is stay on firm ground. The heart cries all of a sudden from unbelievable pain one second, and in the next runs around in excitement.

The heart is insane. Or…

The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of.

Falsely yours,
Blaise Pascal