Train

We equate love with the heart when we write: Heartbreak, heartache and long, lonely nights. But the feeling of love really starts in the brain. Then it often comes at you like a fast-moving train. Love will usually unite but sometimes divides. It can humble and beggar anyone's pride, make enemies out of trusted old friends, or turn bright beginnings into miserable ends. You're helpless and weak whenever love comes. That's why Cupid uses arrows; because they numb. If ever you think you're in love; please look back. Make sure you're running on the right track. Because if something has started deep in your brain, you want to make sure it's not a real train.