Where

You think with caution to avoid any foolish mistakes but your emotions get the best of you and throw logic out the gate
The power of love is strong enough to conquer the mind
The gears that grind those thoughts of logic begin to rust
You must trust the mind more than the lust filled heart
Yes it keeps us alive but it also tears us apart
The power of love is a weapon of revenge but also betrayal
A mind fresh full of nourishment now becomes stale
It’s difficult to balance two organs that want love but also malice
But do you even know where love starts?
Was it a thought or a pump of fresh blood?
Even to this day the best answer I can relay is a mere shrug