There’s a risk
There’s a big risk when you give pieces of your heart away.
Especially when you’re giving it to other humans,
Often those parts of your heart end up hurt and bruised.
But I can deal with the hurt.
The risk I face (over and over) is the pieces I give, end up moving miles and miles away.
And it’s hard to deal when so many pieces of your heart are scattered so many places.
But it’s a risk I’m willing to take, because risking it all is better than never loving anyone.
And I have too much love to give away.
And so many beautiful people to give it too.