IN LOVE WITH POETRY

Not too long ago,

I remember

I once fell in love with poetry.

I remember sitting down,

Thinking about distant stars and the moon

And how it described our story.

I loved the idea of love,

I dreamt of happy endings,

Words would flow easily to me,

As your thoughts never left my mind.

And I would pen it down

With a smile on my face

And that tint of blush.

I would write page after page and not stop,

As our story was my favourite And I had so much to tell.

But it isn't like that anymore,

Something has changed.

Now I sit for hours yet not find a word to share.

It is now that I have known,

Thoughts aren't always as happy as those emotions I've shown.

I do not feel like writing anymore.

Now my pages remain blank,

Heart too heavy,

My mind at halt.

And that is when you know you have lost your muse.

Not too long ago,

I remember

I once fell out of love with poetry .