Logic and Hope

 My head is the logical one,

Telling me to keep moving on

Because that’s what he told me to do

And that’s what he’s done too.

My heart is the hopeful one,

Whispering that there’s still a chance

And to hold on a little longer,

Just in case he changes his mind. 

Logic attempts to lie to hope,

And head attempts to control heart,

But who am I kidding?

The heart listens to no one, 

Save for the soul 

And the Spirit in the Sky. 

-Emma Lancaster

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