Lately, I've been greatly blessed with kindness in those who surround me.
They sooth me when I'm angered speaking words of wisdom 'let it be.'
Through them I rediscovered the power of vulnerbility,
I was so close to shutting the walls of my heart hoping to regain stability.
Trapped in the concept of relationships, slave to devotee.
I won't change I promise, all I'll do is learn.
Learn when you play with fire, something's bound to get burn.
It gets way out of hand, to the point of no return.
But this all fades away in the end, there's no pain time can't mend.
When you let someone in, there's no more need to pretend.
You can stop being defensive, stop acting content.
Through these connections, your soul transcends...
If you don't know what I'm saying it's cause you don't comprehend.
You're afraid to depend on someone who can possibly hurt you.
Because once you're committed, your heart can no longer undo.
Once you fall it's so deep, you wonder if you can ever view skies blue again,
There's no more sun it seems, all you feel is rain.
The agony, so deep, so inhumane.
But once you let go you'll finally be able to construe,
Why when you love, people love you.
People pursue in education, they think money is the key.
Yet if you can't even open yourself what good is a master's degree.
You may say 'Jen, I don't necessarily agree.
Loving someone is like admitting you can't swim,
Yet still handing them power to drown you at sea.
That's not smart at all, in fact borderline insanity! '
I know not much about love, but this I can guarantee.
Nothing's unconditional, being vulnerable is the fee.
So love those who help your being, cause when you love, you're free.
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