My mind always cares for me, it functions for the good of me..
That it asks me to stop loving you..
But my bloody heart always cares for, it works for the good of you..
It asks me to love you more even when it knows that you dont love me..
And you know what? I always obey my heart..
Because my brain just thinks while my heart feels,
Only my heart feels how it hurts and how it doesnt...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem