Loud, Loud and Hot

The noise in my ear is louder these days. Not sure it's the book I am reading or the fact that I saw you last Friday. I had you at an arm's length. You slept on my sofa and you looked happy. When my heart thinks, it gets in so much trouble. Because my heart doesn't know what the mind knows and is able to evaluate. Your taste. Your energy. Our dancing. All of our silences and the impossibility of our love. Better forget him says my mind. Remember all the bad things he has done? Then it comes my heart and says: remember when you used to run to him? Remember the good times? Sigh.