My heart doesn’t look both ways when it crosses the street. My heart ran away from home at 17 and never looked back. My heart did all the work but failed to turn in the final paper required to graduate. My heart sometimes wears its underwear two days in a row and just puts on extra deodorant instead of showering. My heart is lip-synching, but only knows half the words. My heart once saw David Schwimmer in a crowd at a rock concert or maybe it was Fisher Stevens. My heart always wanted to learn to play drums and still secretly thinks it would be great at it. My heart loves spicy food even when the burn comes later. My heart is why the caged bird sings. My heart still plays with Barbies. My heart took a road trip alone to New Orleans and didn’t once stop to ask for directions. My heart will never believe in the designated hitter. My heart knows things it will never tell. My heart listens to Journey when no one else is around. My heart knows it was Shakespeare who wrote the plays of Shakespeare. My heart has a list etched into it that contains your name.
My heart is whistling so it can pretend it’s not afraid.
I love your heart and your heart loves me
By: Amy on January 12, 2012
at 8:44 am
That’s true.
By: heatherinparadise on January 12, 2012
at 1:46 pm
♥
By: Lisa on January 12, 2012
at 9:09 am
Oh, Heather’s Heart. I used to write like you do now.
By: Sue on January 13, 2012
at 12:22 am
You remind me of one of my favorite songs, a song sung by one of my favorite singers, Helen Folasade Adu OBE, called “Soldier of Love.” Do you know it?
Here’s an excerpt:
I’ve lost the use of my heart
But I’m still alive
Still looking for the life
The endless pool on the other side
It’s a wild wild west
I’m doing my best
I’m at the borderline of my faith,
I’m at the hinterland of my devotion
In the frontline of this battle of mine
But I’m still alive
I’m a soldier of love.
Every day and night
I’m soldier of love
All the days of my life
I’ve been torn up inside (oh!)
I’ve been left behind (oh!)
So I ride
I have the will to survive
In the wild wild west,
Trying my hardest
Doing my best To stay alive
I am love’s soldier!
By: Helen Louise on January 16, 2012
at 8:47 pm
I have considered that song my ‘theme’ song since I first heard it! I post it often on Facebook. You know me so well, dear Helen.
By: heatherinparadise on January 17, 2012
at 10:43 am