My heart...

It beats
It breaks
It loves
It hates

It flutters like thousands of butterflies have taken over my body
It is happiness, it is pain
It keeps me alive, sometimes a prisoner, against my will....
My heart is fragile, so easily broken...

How do I listen to my heart.. when it has mislead me before?

Do I open it up again, exposed naked to the world, when it's caused me so much pain?

As long as it is still beating, I will roll the dice and take a chance, one more time...