When the mind and heart are tangled,
Fighting love and logic,
When ones throat feels tight and strangled,
Leaving one’s middle sick
When tears are tempted down pale cheeks,
Making red lips tremble,
When legs stand immobile and weak,
No one moves a muscle
When two hearts or a luckless one,
Fall deeply into love,
When their soul-mate’s finally won,
They’ll thank heaven above
Then life’s perception starts to change,
The pieces seem to fall apart,
Like a puzzle we rearrange,
Giving us a new start
~Bri~
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