The heart wants what it wants

It doesn’t matter how wise your decisions are.

The heart wants what it wants.


It wants in ways we can spend a lifetime trying to work out.

It’s a beast with a gentle heart and a flower with razor teeth.


I used to think that at least it was mine.

But as time has passed, I realized I’d given it away.


I’m not sure what beats in its place.

But sometimes, as it stirs in the night while I’m half asleep,

I know it’s yours.


© Elsa Holland