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Heart & Mind

“I never stood a chance, did I?”
“That’s the sad part—you did once.” The feeling of emotion was evident as the two spoke.  Even though they couldn’t see each other, they felt what the other felt.  They were very good at expressing emotion.
“Then why did you make me say that stupid stuff that ruined everything?”
“Me?  That was all you.  I even suggested better things, but no.  You just had to go with what you thought was right.  If only you’d listen to me.”
“I do listen to you, but sometimes I have much better ideas.”
“Sometimes?  You mean you think you have better ideas all the time.  If I had eyes, I’d roll them.”
“Look, you're the wise one, I’m the feeling one.  That means that you do what’s right, and I do what feels good at the time no matter the consequences.”
The other felt pity for its counterpart, even though the situation was entirely its own fault
“Ah!  I hurt so much!”
Mind sighed.  “That’s what happens when you get broken, Heart.  You hurt.”
“You should have stopped me.” Heart sobbed.
Mind once again wished he had eyes to roll.  “I tried to stop you from saying things you regretted, but you thought you knew best.  Remember, you just said that you do what feels right in the moment, no matter the consequences.  Well you did what felt right, and now you’re dealing with the consequences.  How many times must we cover this?”
Heart got itself under control and finally said what it knew to be true.  “It was my fault that I got broken.  I should have listened to you, Mind.”
Mind smiled, knowing that the things Heart said now would mean nothing when the next thing caught its eye.  It would get broken all over again, because that what Heart did.  Loved something with all it had, then got broken.  Over and over again.  And then they would have this conversation again.  Heart would admit that it was wrong, but its words were hollow and empty.  Mind had been taught to not take Heart’s apologies and humble moments to seriously.  “Now, can we go back to normal?”
Heart sighed a deep, long sigh and let all of its grief go.  “Yes, normal.” It said.
Mind was proud for how fast Heart recovered this time, but frowned when he heard, “Oh wow!  Look at that hair!” There it went again, admiring something else that it would fall in love with, and then get hurt and broken again.  Would Heart never learn?

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