We work so hard to keep our hearts from getting hurt. We stay in our hometowns so as to guarantee we never love a new place. We become attached to routines that leave no room for our hearts to get involved. And we keep our hearts hidden from people we want to love. By playing hard-to-get-me games with the real intent of protecting our own hearts. By relying on our technology and our comforts to keep us from stepping off a maybe-scary ledge. We choose judgment and apathy over love because it’s easier. It’s less risk. But it’s bullshit. We have spent our lives believing lies.