Just when my life seemed manageable, I'm thrown radically off course by "the one." "The one" I wasn't expecting. "The one" I never knew I wanted. "The one" who single handedly holds the key to the tattered lock safeguarding my heart. Letting someone into my protected sanctuary will only serve one purpose - intentional infliction of pain and heartache... and I'm positive I'm not capable of handling that. New Rules: 1. Avoid LOVE at all costs. 2. No complications. 3. I will not become 'dick'matized by the hotshot guitarist. It was only a no-strings attached weekend. 4. The lyrics he writes may seem magical, but it's a facade. Lyrics can't mend broken heartstrings - no matter how strong my heart swells with his words.