Defective Heart

Are our hearts meant to feel love or pain. Should they be torn apart or held together. Am I suppose to give into it again. The Certainty of being alone forever. Without a hopeful heart, the answers clear as day. I've wandered to far out of the night. Now I must return back to the way. Things were, with no light in sight. But first I must lay my heart to rest. For its dead weight on this journey. I failed another test. By letting someone get near me. Why have I been given this heart that beats for you. Why have I been given this heart, that can't love me too.