Untamed Heart

Show me how to love small,

For I tend to love big or not at all.

Teach me how to give in part,

Not to entirely and wholly give my heart.

Like a foolish child,

Ever wild,

My love runs headstrong,

Full on

Into danger,

Naively trusting itself to strangers.

Or like a tower tall,

Secured within walls,

My heart cowers

Cynical and sour,

With intent and content

To never let anyone within.

For, perhaps, it's best to not love

Than to lose

and lose

and lose again.

So show me how to love small,

To give just a piece of my heart that I can control.

For I fear that I might learn to not love at all,

If I continue to give it away whole.

For, perhaps, it's best to not love, my friend,

Than to lose

and lose

and lose again.