I read some verse from Muze and it was deep & poetically insightful. It opened my own eyes. Sometimes you really don’t know what you are missing until…
loved, once…

i was in love once…
my thoughts, chaotic, ran in circles
leaving her but always coming back
i was not alone

its over now. as over as it can be.

but every now and then
a word might be said
or a gesture made
or the light strikes her in just the right way…
and i’m in love again.
and that’s when it hurts.
’cause it over.
fini