Illogical

Enough. Finished. Over. But not complete.
Still we have business to attend to,
No longer on my heart's terms.
Masculine grin stretched across
A temporary broken soul, why haven't I learned?

Strange power of a heart;
Lover of all but logic
Deftly forcing its own twisted reasoning
Onto a brain wise enough to know better
And we do know better - yet still we err

And its all over, you are forgiven and forgotten
Until your smiling eyes marry mine once again