“Are you insane?” I whispered to my heart... But how could a mind so beautiful feel a magical connection with a mind so broken, one that never fails to make me feel insignificant next to a dead flower long lost of color. “I’m having a constant battle with you” I said to my heart as I caressed the skin that lays above it. You see, my heart; it craves him in the most perverse way, his scent, his stare I want it to be mine but I know it’ll destroy me.... I know he’ll destroy me. His voice is but the most hypnotizing sound, the goosebumps take over my body with every vibrating wave that soothing sounds carries. His touch, is of true tenderness with just the right amount of roughness. It always reminded me of the enduring relationship the sun and the moon hold, in order to create a beautiful eclipse the sun must burn the moon. Did that ever cross one’s mind? But I’ll tell you why I refuse to pull this man from my thoughts; because I have faith. Faith in what you ask? In myself, that one day he will see that I’m enough. I know I’m enough. Unfortunately I’ve grown tired, my heart aches every night and the reason is his name, just a name. My drained heart, it begs the mind to reconsider but the mind will no longer play that game. I hope the heart soon understands that the mind wants what is best. I must not listen to my heart, I’ve done it countless times before, it’s lead me to wipe these tears from that man my heart so selfishly offered my mind and body to. I walk down a black hallway touching objects as a guide, the mind seems confused it’s been here many times before, I ask myself to hold on tight, don’t listen to the heart I repeat in the darkness... After all only the heart and q I know, that man is my only light.