A Heart Like Mine

I was recently told that there are three types of people in the world; givers, takers and traders. Me? I am a giver. When I give, I give all I have. When I love, I love with all I have. I don’t keep score; I don’t count favors. Bartering is not part of who I am. I give because I am a giver by nature, because that’s how it should be. My love is deep and constant. It is not fickle; it does not change its mind. It is not pretentious or proud. I know not how to guard a heart like mine for guarded hearts rarely feel the true depths of love. While I may embellish it with a small box for protection at times, the first sight of wind sends in tumbling to the earth. But such a stance often causes more pain than most. I open my heart easily and freely; I see the best in others and as such can be disappointed far more frequently than others. A heart like mine was made to be broken.