the poem

sitting here with pen to paper unable to write
a life that was dull and bleak is now bright
not knowing for sure which way to turn
afraid yet again of getting hurt and burned
put it all out on the line
to be told maybe later but not this time
emotions slashed and put away to heal
yet stay acting like things are fine still
depression and unhappiness sets in as does giving up
racking the brain wondering what was not enough
was it the talking all night
was it something said that was not right
looking in the mirror to see if it is something there
the scars have reappeared leaving the rest bare
turning from the image reflected
going back to the pain subjected
after giving up knowing there is no love
someone appeared magically as if from above
leery due to being too good to be true
feelings emerge that are out of the blue
fighting a losing battle to gain control
the two have reversed their role
the other opens their soul to tell all
while swearing to never again fall
talking of dreams and fantasies
trying to convince that it is not meant to be
too scared that it is too good to be real
trying to figure out the others angle and deal
slowly realizing this could be fate
hoping such deep feelings are not a mistake
becoming lovers yet to touch
yearning for it to evolve so much
the first touch caused love to come spilling out
healing the scars and pain, erasing all doubt
the thoughts of soul mates have now appeared
time for making decisions is coming near
thinking with not the mind
for the heart knows what is best even though it is blind
no regrets to be made this time
for being in love is so sublime
hoping for promises of forever
and that there will finally be a happily ever after