Red Queen of Broken Hearts's blog: "Tale of the broken heart"

The heart inside begins to truly beat... slowly at first then a little faster... the scars seemed to have healed... I turn the bolt.. I put the key in the lock and turn it... the heart begins to be faster.. wanting to be let out.. fear and joy at struggle inside me... feelings.. true emotions flood me for the first time since the devastation... I stand before the door.. my hand on the handle of the newly unlocked door... both wanting to open it and wanting to relock it.. the heart beats strong and fast... begging to be let out... do I dare?