Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket of coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket-safe, dark, motionless, airless,- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irreedemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
-C. S. Lewis
If my heart broke a thousand times I know I would never stop loving. I might get stuck for a bit, but with the help of another love I would make my way out of the mud. Thank you C. S. Lewis for summing up what I have known to be true, but didnt have the word to express. I have given my heart away and have had it returned broken. I have given my heart away and recieved joy and peace and comfort in return. I have also tried to keep my heart- hide from everyone. But I have come to know that their is no fulfillment in that plan of action. To love is my first priority.
I have been told by many that I am easy to love.
Its about time I gave back.
