random musings on the other half of my heart

I envy those who choose with their heart
Those that jump without hesitation
Not agonizing over the pros and cons
Processing and analyzing all the possible outcomes

Those that feel and act
Simplicity at its finest

The heart knows what it wants

I used to think my heart was split
That I just didn’t know what my heart truly wanted
And looking back
I realize
Hearts aren’t indecisive

I mistook my rational, overly analytical mind for the other half of my heart

I hate the thought of being unhappy
Of jumping and regretting
Of venturing into the unknown and looking back
And wondering… what if

But the heart knows what it desires
And I am now convinced that if one does not go with their heart
Those what ifs are bound to show up sooner or later
because the heart is still wanting

It’s that deep, sinking feeling in your stomach
That excited heart drop that makes it hard to breathe
That indescribable jealousy at the thought of loss to another
Those drunken tears when the world has numbed everything
except that place in your heart that cries out… because the heart knows what it wants

Rationality is worth something
But it’s not everything
Love shouldn’t always be explainable, as often the best things in life aren’t…
Faith
Hope
Forgiveness
Love

I hope I never make the same mistake again
Because love isn’t a list
And the mind is not the heart