Woke up in the middle of the night and wrote this..

We walk around with our hearts held out in our hands, begging for some man to take it and to love us.

When really we should be holding our heart close to us and turning our shoulder to anyone who tries to take it at first.

It's a beautiful and precious jewel of ours- costly and unaffordable- so why do we give it away for free to someone we barely know? Someone who could take it and throw it on the ground. Pass it off to some other guy. Lay it aside and forget. 

It's precious and unique, don't we know that?

That one day, one beautiful and marvelous day, one man will gently ask us if he can hold it. And only if we say yes will he hold it tight and secure to protect it from all harm.

He'll do everything he can to not hurt it, drop it, forget about it or pass it on. 

He's going to want to keep it forever.....

And one day he will ask us.... May I have your heart

To love

To honor

To cherish