The Heart Wants What It Wants

The heart wants what it wants...
The more thinking the more feeling,
The heart is in pieces, still broken

The heart is still thinking and it is torturing
One second thinking is like a year
The smell brings out the memory

Missing is like a big white space,
I'm scared more of my thoughts,
Than my broken heart,
I'm thinking more than feeling,
One love song and you fill my heart with tears

It's like I'm torturing myself,
I don't know if the feeling is pain anymore,
But I know one thing,
I will survive through this,