The heart is a metaphor
It is love
It is hate
It is both
It is true
It's a lie
It's a hiding place
It is cold
It is you
The heart is a kingdom
It builds up its walls
Until someone finds their way in
And the boundaries fall
The heart is a survivor
Time and time again it breaks
And it seems to die
But it never stops beating
So it keeps you alive
The heart is a planet
It is sometimes far away from the sun
But at the end of its orbit
They seem to become one
The orbit is life
And at the end you will find
What matters is your heart
Instead of your mind