It just makes me so sad knowing people have so much love in them but they never get the chance to fully disclose their feelings. We all must protect ourselves. We just can’t afford to get our hearts broken.
There is so much a heart can take.
But too much love is something not even the purest and beautiful soul can handle.
Too much love can ruin you. It roots deep deep down your heart. It rots like an exquisite and costly fruit in a childless home’s fridge. It is put there with such hope and expectation.
But life’s twists and turns wind up leaving that fruit forgotten and rotten.
Rotten love is highly dangerous. It’s poison. It’s deadly.
I would rather die of a broken heart than of a rotten one.
There are recycling bins for paper, plastic and whatnot. But where do we pour all that love we’re never ever going to use?