I always thought,
That if I gave my heart away
It would become smaller. That I would become smaller.
That's why I'm really careful on who to give my heart to.
If I was going to run out of helpings from my heart, I might as well give it to people who deserved it.
I have given away my heart,
But my heart is not diminishing.
In fact, it's growing.
Bigger and bigger and deeper.
It's like I have more to give. I'm falling apart,
But I'm not on the ground.
I am floating.
What is happening to me?