Bertaut

Sometimes life is like a lost hedgehog - prickly, lonely, but still funny in its stubbornness. The rain is roaring around, everything seems unclear and strange, but inside, a heart is beating that stubbornly refuses to give up. Somewhere out there, there's someone who understands even the most ridiculous outbursts of anger and crooked smiles - because they're the same way. It's not about winning or losing. It's about how two stubborn people cling to their worlds, but still pulse in the same rhythm. It's as if the heart beats not for a reason, but simply because the one who makes it forbidden to stop is nearby.