An Empty Head

Sometimes it's harder to close a love affair than we think.
In an empty head, there is no pain,
No misery or melancholy,
No heartbeat toll to sorrow,
Just an empty space for folly.

And folly seems to follow me,
As I wander across the land,
Therefore I keep my head empty,
For as long as I possibly can.

For when I'm open to folly,
I let my heart speak it's mind,
And my heart speaks with foolish words,
And my head acts in kind.

So it's best if I keep my head empty,
That way I can cope with the hurt,
And if I don't let my heart get the better of me,
Then I just may get over her.

Published: 5/27/2019
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