There are many things I understand, but there is one thing that escapes my understanding. Which my mind cannot fathom, nor my wisdom able to decipher. That is the ways of my own heart, for which my heart desires a woman, but I cannot reason it. Whether it is intense infatuation through attraction, or true love. The ways of my heart are strange, but I know this much is true. I cannot keep my heart from revealing this to my mind; therefore, I am constantly in thought.