#heart vs mind

[creatingnikki]

I wanted to tell you I love you. But no words came out. I wanted to write about everything I had been through this year. But the truth didn't spill. I'm containing it all for now. Why? Is it weakness? Self preservation? Confusion? Fear? Anger? I honestly do not know. When it comes to you and when it comes to this year, there is not much I know with objectivity. And I'm trying to not think with my feelings. Feelings are beautiful when felt but disastrous when followed as the north star. Maybe that, that is perhaps the biggest lesson of 2023. My feelings for you led me to abandon my values. Your feelings for me made me be okay with that. Feelings feelings feelings. Most times fickle, many times foul. But that's not even the issue with feelings. Feelings are fleeting. And I want to rely on more fundamental and foundational things. Let my feelings exist to be felt fully. Let my feelings exist to be written about beautifully and truly. Let my feelings exist to remind me I am human, to remind me I am alive. And yet let my lessons, my values, my strategic mind guide my decisions from here on out. Because if it were left up to my feelings? I'd be in your house smoking my third cigarette in between kisses telling each other how much we've missed this. And that is not something I am going to allow anymore. That's my mind looking out for me. That is my soul whispering the path forward. This time I will listen. Let my feelings only feel.

[gqandw]

[your-heart-is-a-treasure]

Each time you open your mouth you inform others of your state of mind and the condition of your heart.

[quillandquotation]

My heart, starved for love, craves yours, even if it means mistaking your kindness for something deeper as I find myself lost in the desert of loneliness, I reach for any oasis, unsure if it's a mirage or a wellspring of your affection

[boioz]

I Prevail - My Heart I Surrender

[mangamochi711]

“The hardest battles are ones fought between the heart and brain.”

[soulinkpoetry]

Sometimes the heart needs a reality check.

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[chaandpebhidaaghai]

[colyagmurlari]

[fatecanberewritten]

When the heart is on the slippery slope, there is no stopping it.

Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (transl. C. Donougher)

[rainbowtipsy]

heart vs mind

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There was a battle between my mind and heart

They fought and fought and fought

They both were stubborn

Mind said 'How long are you gonna get hurt?'

Heart said 'Just this once, I promise this is the last'

That wasn't the last

it was a loop that the heart didn't want to break

When my heart got so hurt that it didn't want to make the decision

Mind did it, for the better, better for both of them, better for me and you

When my heart realized what was happening 

It cried and cried and cried

Fought with mind 

Begging for just one more chance

However this time mind was set 

It said 'Don't worry, whatever will happen it will happen for the best'

And the heart which was tired, hurt, lost

Complied with sadness.

- ⌜⌜rainbowtipsy⌟⌟

11.27.2023

[shikhas-sombre]

He was written in my blood by destiny ...

[infinityscript]

Day 4 March 4, 2025

Kolkata

Lost in Translation: Is Love Failing, or Are We Just Speaking Different Languages?

Is love really faded, or have we just let miscommunication build walls where there should have been bridges?

It starts small. “I just need some time.” One hears rejection, the other just wants a breather. “You never listen to me.” One hears criticism, the other is just desperate to be understood. The words are simple, yet the meanings twist somewhere between lips and ears.

Ever had an argument where both of you walked away feeling misunderstood???

You were saying the same thing but somehow ended up on opposite sides of a war. Love IS NOT LOST in grand betrayals; it slips away in these quiet miscommunications - where intentions and interpretations collide…

Maybe you express love in actions, while your partner craves words. Maybe you retreat in silence when hurt, while they chase for resolution. Neither is wrong, but when unspoken expectations clash, even love starts feeling like distance.

For example, one partner says, “You don’t make time for me.” The other, drowning in responsibilities, hears “You’re not good enough.” The defense kicks in, voices rise, and suddenly, love feels like a battleground instead of a refuge.

The solution is to Translate, don’t assume..

Instead of reacting, ask, “What do you mean by that?” Instead of defending, listen. Love doesn’t demand perfection, just understanding.

Maybe love isn’t failing. Maybe we just forgot that speaking is different from being heard. And in the end, isn’t that what we all want - to be truly heard? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[thatanthagirl]

The Constant War: Heart vs. Mind

"My heart tells me I should trust, but my mind is telling me I should be careful. I often attract what's wrong for me because I see the best in everyone. I give chances beyond what's deserved, hoping the goodness outweighs the evil.

My heart is always going to continue to protect, save, & serve.

My mind is always going to remind me of the past & the pain I can't escape.

The constant tug of war between my mind & my heart, I can't ever decide what's right-torn between wanting to believe in the beauty of others & the need to shield myself from the hurt that comes with misplaced trust.

My heart wants to save, love, & heal, but my mind knows the cost. The battle I've fought & lost, but I'm learning that both can coexist, & within the balance, I'm learning to honor both my vulnerability & resilience without losing myself in the process."

-- moonsoulchild, "Sonder Soul"

[the-art-of-letting-it-go]

[writtenroses1813]

I always thought that guarding your heart meant impenetrable walls. I’m often good at imagining my own defenses, and so I thought it would be like steel beams encasing my heart once I was hurt too much.

It isn’t - not for everyone, that is. Sometimes protecting your heart is simply about, well…protecting it. My mind stands in front of my heart with a hand in front of it and evaluates all threats. My mind is an overprotective mother in a city with a 7 year old child