Hearts are beautiful things its true
Delicate and strong
They withstand the tests of time
Tried by many emotions
But if you look closely
Youll see the scars they bare
From the wounds that never really healed
These are the battle scars they bare
For each day
We question are hearts
In what to do
What to say
In every aspect we question it
Fighting an endless battle
However, some scars
We received from others
Who played with it like a toy.
Some might have carelessly punctered it
With no ill intentions of course
But in the end every heart
At some time or another gets bruised or beaten.
There are some who find hearts
And treasure them
To them we are truly grateful
In the end we need to guard and protect our hearts
Without the cost of losing how to love.
For hearts are truly a magnificent creation
And should be carefully shared with others.