the truth is that i'm just incapable of loving as deeply as some people. i don't care enough, nor do i have the capacity to do so. i'm too selfish. i was too coddled growing up. i'm spoiled. i can't enter people's heads and hearts.
no, not true. i can enter people's heads easily enough; i can study their character and their motivations, too. but to enter their hearts, where the soul finds a home? that i cannot achieve. that fails for me. i'm barred from entering not by a lock on the door, but from the fear to turn the knob. i'm stuck outside, shivering in the cold. it's my own heart that's locked.
Friday, December 19, 2014
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