I lost my heart under the bridge

I’m not one to wear my heart on my sleeve, never had any reason to. I’m not saying I’m a cold heart snake and I won’t be making any trips to Oz anytime soon. However, when it comes to giving pieces of me to anyone at all, I try to keep my beating organ, as close to me as possible. You see, once you start giving it away like candy or sex, then people are going to want more. Until one day, those people leave and with them they’ve taken everything you’ve shared. Including the most precious thing, you’ve gave them, which is your heart. It’s happened so many times before especially when I was a kid. Nevertheless, when you’re a kid you don’t know any better. You’re just happy to talk to someone, anybody really and for that someone to listen to you, without any judgement or bullshit is amazing. Then when they go away, you have nothing left and your just alone again. This might explain most of my relationships with people, who I keep at arm’s length. Again, I’m not say to be ice cold or a mega bitch Heather. However, sometimes it best to save a little of yourself for you. No, harm no foul!

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