Every time I see you my heart beats faster

With the memories that I have to keep hidden

They must hide away, on the edge of the mind about to jump off the side

to escape any trace of you in this reality

But what keeps you from jumping

This ever beating pitter patter echoing in the wind coming over that edge

Pushing you back into this reality no matter how impossible it would be

Although this heart is strong, this heart is passionate

It is still acting upon another's will

The very ground upon which your memory stands, the mind has created

For every step the heart moves you away from that ledge is another step the agricultural mind will take inland

The heart finally realizes that it is cognition that is truly calling the shots, yet they can't find common ground

Perhaps they never will
Perhaps it is best the ongoing battle between commanding officers wages on

Follow the mind? Or follow the heart?