The Battle of Head and Heart

There's this thing thump, thump, and thumping in my chest.
There's this thing think, think, thinking in my head.
One speaks of love and something magnificent.
The other speaks of sorrow and something that hurts.

The thumping speaks; it says to me:
It's home, it's safe, and it's warm.
Invite it in, embrace it, and cherish it.
Don't be afraid, don't hold yourself back.

The thinking speaks louder, it argues with the thumping:
But what of the hurt; the hole in your chest?
Will you let that happen; is it worth the price you pay?
You gave it a shot and you were misled; used.

My head was in the clouds, my feet on uncommon ground.
But my cloud nine feeling came to an abrupt ending.
It all came crashing down around me.
My happy ending within reach; snatched away from me.

So, here's my question for you:
What is love?
Is it something you should hold on to?
Or is it something to avoid?

Is it a feeling of being safe and welcome?
Should it be swept aside, kept at a distance?
Is it worth the hurt, the pain, the suffering?
Or maybe… is it something more?