Big Heart

Sometimes I wish my heart was just a little smaller. 

That I would love a little lighter and care a little less. 

They say wearing your heart on your sleeve is endearing. It’s brave and a sign of strength. But also seems to cause a lot more hurt and leaves you in a much more vulnerable state. 

If my heart was just a little smaller, I could look past heartbreak and loss and sad times; get back in the saddle of life and conquer the next day that the sun rises. 

If my heart was a little smaller, I could make choices without second guessing them and never regret a moment of life. 

If only my heart was a little smaller. 

But I don’t have a small heart. I love hard. I care a lot. 

I wear my heart on my sleeve and when I love, I love a lot. 

I care about friends and family and life and how others feel. 

I have a huge heart that allows me to be there for people when they’re in need and even when they aren’t. 

I have a huge heart that allows me to love the right people unconditionally and more importantly, to love myself unconditionally. 

But still, I find myself occasionally wishing my heart was just a little smaller. To shield myself from life’s heartaches and lessons. 

Signed,

A girl with a big heart, who sometimes wishes it was a just little smaller.