Not Again

I can't believe that you have changed, my
heart is not so sure, but it
has been wrong, judging.

Recalling how I once felt, undying
glorious love, to fear, to indefinite
feelings.

You were a charmer in disguise, leaving me
breathless and starry-eyed
those fairy tale days we shared, in bliss.

Then, the breakup, like a dull, rusty knife through my heart, leaving
me to bleed on my deepest soul, alone
to pick up my shattered pieces.

Miraculous, the thrill of your arms again, but feeling not
the same as
blackness of fear, not to be hurt again, rears it's ugly head.

Do I trust my aching heart, or your dazzling charms and teary
eyes, as you promise, again, to be faithful.
Shall I ride that enchanting merry-go-round, and feel loved as once

No, the pain is too fretful, to trust, to love again.
I must not believe so easily, with
dark memories still so vivid in my mind, to endure.

Maybe friends is our entanglement in life
and that's where we will continue.
That, now, and see where life leads us in our passage.

Not to know if the fire of love would ever burn bright again
for us, or only ember,
we start anew as friends.

Memories fade, hearts mend, in time as
bits of happiness renew my scarred, fearful spirit.
I can think of you now, painlessly, happy again, at last.