Amo Animo

What do you get when you let your heart win? Paramore is very specific with their answer "that." But what is it? What is "that"?

There are, of course, two sides to this answer. The good, and the bad. According to the song, it's bad. She drowned out all her sense with its beating. Is sense always the best thing to have when we're talking about matters of the heart? Not exactly.

If you've ever really gotten into an arguement with someone you cared about, you know the results of this. The heartache, but the sense of satisfaction, especially if you're yelling at them for their own good. To tell them what's wrong. Basically telling them that they're an asshole and they need to change. It happens. It hurts, but it's always for the better.

But what happens when you've broken away from someone you care about and there's a glimmer of hope that they could come back? Where does sense fit in here? You know that you could never be friends again, but you're still able to chat with them on a somewhat normal level. What happens? What do you do? Can you just let all the tension roll of your back like water, or do you have to harden your shell even more to protect yourself?

What's the most sensible thing to do? Personally...I would have to protect myself. It makes the most sense. After so long of arguing and fighting that led to your separation in the first place, what's the point in returning into that relationship if you know the result. Yes, yes, people change and blah blah blah...but they never really do. That's where sense is your greatest asset. As much as things and circumstances change...people hardly ever do unless something traumatic or big enough happens to shatter their world. I've come to accept this. It happens.

I love my heart, but sometimes, and much and as intensely as it can feel...it's not always sensible for it to win. Sometimes...like my dear Icarus...it just leads to your demise.