Layers of Bricks

Most go into a relationship protecting and guarding their heart I do the opposite, mine is open wide right from the start Others have built bricks around theirs, that have to be torn down I slowly put up a layer each time a hurt makes me frown With each rejection, disappointment, another layer gets laid It's beyond my control, swish, swish goes the spade Unkind words, untruths, the layer of bricks climb higher Until my heart is safely buried away from the crossfire Now protected by the bricks, I become emotionally detached Only now able to see why we were inevitably mismatched People love in different ways and have different needs Next time I'll find a matching heart, before I plant my seeds In time, the bricks surrounding my heart will turn to clay Then dissolve into dust, for I'm too optimistic to live in dismay The dust will be eventually blown away by someone with a open heart And thus be the reason why every other relationship has fallen apart