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 .