Having a big heart can be blessing or a curse You can be loved unconditionally or your feelings dispersed
You can be smiling on the outside Harbouring pain on the inside Look happy, content a sight to admire All the while inside, engulfed with the flames of fire
Confident merry a joy to be around But deep inside so lost and yet unfound People's perceptions can be quite fallacious They don't see the inner pulchritudinous
Look deeper at the person you envision Your eyes can distort your vision But loving someone so freely with a heart so pure Never expecting anything back that's for sure
We are all complex creatures all unique So why is it love we seek ?