MY HEART IS SECURED WITH A PADLOCK...

I realize that I'm going through a bit of a calamity at the moment. Unfortunately this happens when someone or something plays at my heartstrings and reminds me that I could actually fall for someone again. Sure, I'd rather be single and available for whatever might come my way, but I guess that can get somewhat old...

Having the tendency to walk away from a good thing is out of character for me as I'm usually the one who can spot the object of my desire from light years away. Circumstances and situations of late have led me into an immeasurable fog, but it's inevitable that I must make up my mind...

I get lambasted and poked at for analyzing occasional situations, but I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing. If I dropped my layers and molded into what people want me to be, well then, I'll be a stodgy simpleton. It's my unhinged, barmy layers that fuels my character... so I'll never bend. I'd rather ask questions first instead of slamming my face into a wall and then getting an answer as I bleed heavily through my mouth. Like me for me no matter how much I question life, and most of all... love.

Being protective of your heart can indirectly hurt the ones trying to get in, but that's where I am at the moment and I'm sorry if I come forth as inaccessible. Handing over my heart to someone is something I don't want to do recklessly, as the mechanisms in my core have been chinked over time and haven't fully recovered yet.

For the person who continues to remain patient and opens their heart and mind to understanding that people deal with love and attraction differently, then my heart shall be theirs afterall.