He without a doubt has control of both, whether I like it or not. It scares me, and he knows it. Some days my head is my own worst enemy, some days it is my heart...most days they work together to give love. It would be so much better if others were always open to receiving that love, both in their heart and head; no matter how much we talk or don't talk, there is no way to ever truly understand the experiences that have shaped one's heart and mind before you got there. I can only hope we want the same things, and that as we grow older I will feel more certain.
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