We all fall in love or lust many times and there should be times we will actually know the difference. I'm glad I am not still that shy girl who totally messed up her first kiss by sneezing on the poor fella. Now I consider myself to be **** for the most part and now able to tell my man what I want him to do to me with confidence.
Love comes in all forms and shapes and with that comes heart break. We can lose the love of our life or we can lose a loved one from death. The latter is the worst and it is where the heart cannot be repaired.  When my Mom died my heart broke into a million zillion different pieces and when I tried to fit them back together there were actual missing holes. When the love of our life is lost it does hurt but the pieces can still fit back together. The pieces might not fit back the same way but that is because something has changed. Perhaps this something is a change inside of us!  From now on my heart will be tethered to me that way it will not be given away so easily.