My heart and brain are not connected. 

Heart is a ball of wax

Melting and ready to seal 

The lips of another. 

Brain knows my lips 

Will feel the gust of loneliness 

When the clock strikes twelve. 

Heart tries to manifest love for itself 

Every single year. 

She watches others 

On the big screen find their one true pairing. 

Heart is a candle 

Melting and losing her scent 

To make others happy. 

Brain is more realistic than heart. 

Why this year, she asks 

Knowing that love will not find me 

For I am meant to be alone. 

Heart flutters around her cage 

Yearning the electricity of connection. 

She wants someone to see her 

The way she sees the beauty in others. 

Heart is chocolate in the microwave

Melting and changing herself 

So others will enjoy her more. 

Brain is more realistic than heart. 

Why this year, she asks 

Knowing that I will not find my other half 

For I am meant to be alone. 

The ball falls from the sky as a new year begins. 

Although a new year, the outcome is the same

Brain is always right. 

Lips longing for a kiss

Hands yearning for touch. 

Heart realizes her defeat once more

And freezes up 

So others cannot penetrate.