Your heart is good. We all build walls to protect our hearts. The older we get, the more walls there are. All we can do is hope that along the way we find those who are willing to help us tear the walls down...even if their hands get bloodied in the process. I was so worried about my own heart, I neglected yours. Forgive me. And let me know what I can do to help take away some of your hurt.I am truly blessed to call you friend.
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