The Heart that Loves.

I wish I could turn down the dial of my compassionate heart, sometimes.

You see, my heart has this way of embracing people and great ideas in a tremendous way, like the way a bear hug feels when shared by someone who really loves you.  And while this sounds like a super-awesome quality, it sometimes gets the best of me.
Someone comes into my life and on some sort of level, I fall in love with them; I come across a fantastic idea, concept, possibility or project and my heart jumps on board, ready to reach ultimate highs. Whatever it is, whoever it happens to be – it’s all I can think about. I yearn for it, helplessly crave it – and I’m hooped.

In certain lucky scenarios – things work out for the best and having a big, loving heart works in my favour. But every now and again, happily ever after… doesn’t happen. The hopes of great success and the possibilities for what I wanted are slim to none, and I’m stuck.
My heart is screaming: “Let’s make this happen, it has to happen. I want. I need. This could be so amazing. Yes!”, while my head says: “No, I’m sorry. It just cannot be. There’s no way, it’s not possible. It’s not going to work out, I’m sorry. Let go.” It’s those moments, when my head knows the truth, but can’t convince my heart of the unfortunate reality. My heart, sometimes just doesn’t understand – which can make life, incredibly frustrating on occasion.

Despite the things in life that aren’t meant to be, there’s still a lot of awesome that can/will happen – which is why, sometimes, my heart just needs to chill.

Because, it’s really not a bad thing to have a heart that just loves to love… it just can’t love everything, all the time, at full force.