If one could understand the weight of particular emotion. Truth of the feeling itself is vague and vivid. One does not show emotion deeply on oneself or others, but rather what it means to be—felt.
Gentle touch of wind, rough caress from the fire's heat, tense of cold's air around it, memories cling to one's heart and mind.
Feeling is deeply touched within our soul. Soul is deeply connected to our body. It clings in to ourself as if it was meant to be. But yet again, feelings can be altered. Be it one's soul could not shatter but resolve within.
Either deeper into the abyss itself or ascending onto the heaven.