To run with arms wide open...
To embrace completely, without reservation...
To hold nothing back...
To give fully...
How does one do that when the memory of past
hurts takes your breath away?
hurts takes your breath away?
How to give a complete heart when that heart
is broken in a million little pieces?
is broken in a million little pieces?
One piece at a time, that's what I've discovered.
And sometimes a piece falls.
But...
The fallen pieces are more valuable
than those remaining tightly closed in my hand.
than those remaining tightly closed in my hand.
A heart is nothing if not shared.
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