My Locked Heart

I have a delicate heart,

Locked from outside,

So that none can occupy.

Not that it didn't want to belong,

But, it was longing for the right beat,

Finding a soul with the right key.

Many attempted to open the lock,

But the keys didn't match.

There were few who had no key,

But, I let them occupy and own it.

I wasn't aware, without the right key,

It will be left broken, torn and hurt.

That's why remember,

Locks are always broken without the right key,

Hearts are broken without the right soul.