“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…” he murmured. – Stephanie Meyer
Being a romantic at (my carefully guarded) heart, though I would never admit it out loud to anyone, I confess that I also felt deeply for someone when a situation dictated that I shouldn’t. Though in my case, the lamb fell in love with the lion. The lamb let down her guard in an extremely rare moment allowing herself to become vulnerable to another. She gazed into his eyes believing a connection existed between the two, believing the lie that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Willingly and foolishly, the lamb followed the lion into his den. Looking back, the lamb should never have allowed the lion close to her heart; she should have continued to keep her distance, to protect herself. Instead, she chose to painstakingly reveal her soul piece by piece. In the end, the lamb is left to repair her bleeding heart while the lion perhaps moves on to other prey. No one can call him cowardly. He proved his courage.