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My mind called me foolish,
For loving a soul unfamiliar with my name,
But my heart always begged a question,
What if they felt the same?

My heart had memorized
Your grace, like a song,
But my mind would try to convince me,
It's all fiction, and heart is wrong.

Mind would often say,
"They don't know you, and nor do they care."
But heart would deny and argue,
That they're simply unaware.

My mind thinks that it's right,
I do think so too,
But what about the frail little heart,
That just wants to say, "I love you."

In front of me, two paths diverge,
One of my mind & the other of my heart,
One asks me to end it all,
And the other offers a new start.

Now I shall ask myself,
Shall love blind me, or shall I be smart?
Which path do I walk?
mind or heart?
Two paths dvided by choice

— The End —