People and hearts

In your life, you pass among a lot of people.
Crowds and crowds.
Some of them head to your heart directly. You call those friends.
Those same people who manage to go behind your ribcage and find your heart.
Another type of people, are the people who go right to your brain. You call those companions. Because they went right through your skull seeking improvement or information.
A third type, those who want to go into every part. Those who want to dig deep in your cells.
That kind of people who want to be circulating into everything with your blood stream – eventually your heart.
That kind of people, the rare one, knows that your heart is too sealed. That it needs a key.
But for some reason you broke the key long long time ago.
They wanted another way in.
They’re smart. And they are really trying.
They go into your bones, into your nerves, into your spine.
They become your blood cells.
Even when you breathe they know it.
When you cry, they can tell.
And they go straight into your heart.
And they never leave it.
That type of people is rare.
It’s why once they seek residence in your heart, they only grow as much and fill it. Keep it warm. Make it whole.
To the point, that, if you try to take them out, you will only end up with a wounded scarred heart.
That type of people is the kind you should keep to yourself.
And Never let go.