I think the purpose of God giving us a heart and the feeling of love is to be shared.
It is to break your heart into tiny little pieces, not as tiny as dust but tiny enough to be held in some else’s palm and to be immersed into his skin and to run through his veins.
It is to pass these broken pieces of our heart to everyone we met and to everyone that we will meet.
If you fell in love, you will give him more that a tiny piece of your heart. You will take a handful of it and toss it around him, not caring whether he will take it all or just the shiniest pieces of your heart, all you need know that you gave him more than you should have. It is a mistake but it is a mistake that you should make.
If you were betrayed, hurt, stabbed and bled by someone, give him more than a handful of your heart because you know that they are the ones who need love the most.
If you found a home in someone, plant the rest of your tiny broken pieces of heart there, because no matter where you go, no matter how badly hurt you are, no matter how fucked up the situation is, you will find your love in your home.</p>
To have a heart and to be able to love is to share.
Do not fret much about giving all of your heart and all of your love to everyone else because, if you love everything and everyone, they will love you back.
To love is to be loved. Break your heart. Share it. Spread it. And let it run through someone else’s veins. For you have others's love in yours too.
JazminFauzan (The Jay-Z to your Beyonce)
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