Saying those strong words of emotions isn't that simple. It's like luggages meant for hundreds, but carried by one. Yet, the carrier takes the risk. If words would permit, situation like this would be called wicked. But no, words wouldn't permit. So, it would be called love. As a youth, strong cord are pulled from the heart to the brain. Some people manage to control it, others manage to escape it. Which ever ways, the true compelling of emotion and psychology, makes one to live with a body, without soul.
