Dear Heart

Dear Heart,

It is about time you and I had a talk, and since I cannot talk to you in person, I will do it thru this letter. You and I butt heads all the time. Not only do you have a history of heart problems, but you have a history of breaking. I just want to know why you make me feel all mushy toward so many bad guys. You always make my decisions for me, and from now on, its over! I am making the decisions now.
Ok, I don’t mean to make this a depressing letter or anything,I just wanted to let you know how I feel. I know you think that some guys are perfect for me, but you have to wait longer before you decide that I love them. You always push me too far. For example, what about that one night? The night you made me fall for the guy who sang to me “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”, while we danced in the moonlight. What were you thinking? I mean seriously! I agree that the first kiss was amazing, like beyond amazing, but you can’t judge love by a first kiss, even if it comes with a smooth bow. You made me fall for him so fast, that I couldn’t even control myself to make rational decisions. That was the last straw for you. When that ended, I knew that you were only out to hurt me. You made me fall for someone who couldn’t give two shits about me. How could you do that do me, when I’ve carried you along with me for so long?
I’ll stop harping on you now, and I acknowledge you for your previous decisions, like Brandon. You were right about pushing me to like him and you were right about confronting my mind about it first. I know that sometimes my mind wanders and doesn’t seem to have time for you, but I’m really glad you took the time to figure things out on this one. He is perfect and he cares about me more then anyone has ever cared about me. Thank you for taking the time to consider him, but it still doesn’t make up for the last time you screwed me over. I still don’t know what you were thinking. Maybe it’s because he took the time to slow dance with me in the middle of K-mart parking lot at midnight. It was the song we danced to by Eric Clapton called “Wonderful Tonight” that got you fired up wasn't it? Yes, it was romantic but it wasn’t love. How couldn’t you tell that he was playing me all along? Sorry, as you can see that is a very sensitive subject that you brought upon me. I guess I haven’t really forgiven you yet for that.
It’s about time you and I start agreeing on things more. You need to slow yourself down when it comes to love. You need to have meetings with my mind anytime you think you may be falling. As of right now, you’re working well with my mind. I love Brandon, and for once I am actually getting love back, which means your doing your job. Thank you. I hope your arteries stay clear and your veins run smoothly.

Love always, (literally)
Tricia