I fell again the other day... its not the first time, I doubt quite muchly that it should be the last.
My raging heart it pounds and thuds faster and harder than one safely should, I'm sure.
Emotions swell bigger than my silly girl soul seems be capble of containing.
And when this vessle over flows, the floodgates are obliterated...
I love too big, I love too hard
Far too oft without a life preserver to cling to.
In these occasions of rampant feeling, solace seems scarce.
But more than the achiness of heartbreak, I fear a time where scar tissue hardens me and I'm too guarded to open my heart when it ought be set free once more.
