[Best Thing I Never Had - Beyonce]

The heart is like a metal toy.
You can choose to play with it, or put it to rest.

If you choose to let it see the world, you'd expose it to the risk of the toy being broken. Chances are, another person who plays with your toy will break it. Because usually, we don't break our own toy. We know just how precious our toy is.

If you think you can't risk having your toy broken, most probably you'd store it in a place where it's very hard for people to reach it. A place where you think the toy is at its safest place. Or so you thought. Just when you thought the time has come for you to play with your toy, rust have already eaten up the surface. And when you touch it, the rusts all came crumbling down. If you're lucky, you'll still have the remaining parts. If luck decided not to be on your side this time, then you're only left with, well, the rusts.

So then what do we do? Take the risk of it being broken, or of it being rusty?