You sometimes hold it close. Never knowing if another heart is the right one for you. Sometimes, our hearts run away and become lost with the words others say.
When we look into our own hearts, and I mean by us looking deep.
It holds all the answers and a key to which we keep. To understand what a heart feels. It's the way others treat it that tell us if it was ever real. Sometimes our hearts get broken.
Only because love can be so cruel sometimes.
But, it's then
that the heart comes to realise
that it wasn't love it had all that time.
Maybe.... Just maybe.
We'll find a heart that's true, one that will never try to hurt you but how will we ever know in what direction our hearts will go?
If we never use the key to set it free .. To find the love it so desperately .. needs.
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