I told myself, "No."
But my mind,
My complex, wandering, analytical mind,
Seems to have other ideas.
There's a thrumming,
A fluttering, warm feeling,
Like a butterfly beating its wings
As my heart swells up in my chest.
But I reprimand myself,
a mental slap,
And say, "No," once more.
I have bigger issues to deal with.
Yet my mind is still plagued.
Infested with thoughts--
"No."
I must tear this from my head.
I must rip it from my thoughts,
Like a piece of paper from a notebook
And dwell on more important things.
But again, it happens.
Should I just stop the charade?
Lying to myself?
Instead of no, should I tell myself,
Yes?
