Foolish Heart

I don't need my rationale self to tell me that my heart bleeds and longs for things/entities
that are unreachable. Some perhaps forever, and some best decided to the starts. At some point something in me snaps "Its is just not going to happen."

The problem with me is that i have a great sense of possibility and
you can see where it becomes a double edged sword. More
importantly, I should know that what will be mine at the end
of the day will be mine somehow and if it isn't, I can revel
in the fantasy of it.