Love is a powerful word.
Some that use the word don't truly know what it means.
I have loved and lost a time or two,
Leaving me lonely and heartbroken.
Making it hard for the next to get all of me.
I've learned to protect my heart,
So the pain I once felt, I wont ever feel again.
You say to relax, to let you steer.
Yet you find it funny when I say I can't or I don't know how.
Afraid to let that guard down,
I try to move on.
So as I jump into this new venture
Unsure of what lies ahead,
I begin to feel like a newborn
Having to learn the basics all over again.
I look to you for the comfort
as well as the scoldings.
Praying that you will be as gentle as you say
Because this heart of mine
truly feels like its made of glass.
And if handled inappropriately one more time
May shatter completely
So treed lightly and slowly
and maybe in the end you could be the permanent mender!