To Give My Heart Away
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  • Reads 76,438
  • Votes 4,780
  • Parts 31
  • Time 3h 52m
Ongoing, First published Sep 21, 2017
Mature
I've heard tales about how freeing it is, the moment you lay your arms down, surrender yourself completely to someone, to love and be loved. But is it not an equally horrifying moment--making yourself vulnerable to the pain you kept yourself from feeling? How dauntless are they, hearts in love.

I just have to say yes, right? But it's hard, at the thought of everything that's not entirely impossible--the possible fleeting feelings, the uncertain future--how do I know I'm ready?

How brave do I have to be, to put my heart on the line?

How much stronger do i have to be, to untape my mouth and say it?

How long will I take to give my heart away?

Will you wait for me?
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