i think that sometimes,
a certain interpretation of love,
is like a drug to our brains.

sometimes,
it doesn't feel like the truth,
and if you think about it,
you realize you really dislike this person.

yet somehow, you find yourself thinking about them?
obsessing over what happened.
going straight to their facebook page,
you feel like you're going to burst when they talk to you.

Is it the heart?
That is protecting itself.
That's urging you to detach.
That knows it's no good, that knows it doesn't what this.
But, is it the brain?
That is one step behind.
Obessive over this one rush of emotions?
Possibly addicted to this faux- feeling that once hit you,
before you realized it was an illusion?
And now, it doesn't know what to do?

I think I understand,
why words of wisdom are always "Listen to your heart."
I think its funny we let our brains do the talking,
but when you think about it,
our hearts always know best.