Sometimes I even think....go figure!

Would you like to know the heart of me?

It's clearly visible for all to see.

Their names are Kevin and Bo.

Tthey are the very breath of me.

 

                                      the woman I am hides deep in me and is not the woman I seem to be

 

So many times I feel certain my life is exactly where it is suppose to be.

And that all is right in my world...and then I wake up.

The euphoria last for about three seconds...

I'm not unhappy, at least I don't think I am

True that is most likely my problem...I just don't think!

I have realized and come to be able to admit that I do want to listen to my heart once more. 

Just maybe not act on it.

So far my head hasn't done too well on it's own.

Looking back my head just knew it had to be in control,

and on the rare occasion I let my heart take the lead,

well to put it midly she screwed up royally.

But as a rule my head led the way, and the rest of me just followed.

After being devastated by love at a very early age (16 to be exact)

I locked my heart away and let my head hold the key.

Once out of braveness, or desperation, or just plain stupidity, I let my heart come out to play.

And I knew joy, joy that was filled with strife.  Sadness that filled me since you were gone.

Stress that came and with learning.  Yet I relished those feelings, and I knew bliss with just your kiss.

I wouldn't trade the brief experience of loving you...

for this lifetime of what you left me.