I find myself falling for the same person, with a different face.
Its quite the troubling case.
"If the face is new why must i pace-
Pace back and forth in self disgrace"
I pace because although she is new in face,
A change in her intentions i have no faith.
For another heartbreak has no place,
In the remains of my heart held by a lace.
So i bludgen my feelings with little grace,
Because i dare not fall flat again... on my face.

I see us 6 months ago.
The smiles the banter too and fro.
The way you smiled oh how it glowed,
The way i saw your feelings grow.
But now it is others whom from love flows,
And they look like us ... 6 months ago

It seems so far away now,
My hurt, my sorrowful howls.
I still do wonder even now,
Are you happy, how art thou?
Do you think of me and scowl?
Or was i just a smudge on your story, to be wiped away with a towel?
Regardless i have peace now.
Peace of mind, peace of soul, peace of never knowing how.
How it was so easy for you to take that bow,
And not knowing how you are now.
Alas its far away now so i do not frown,
For although you are gone i am at peace now.

How do i tell him.
How do i tell the stary eyed boy within,
The prospects of your dreams seem dim.
I tell him i tried and tried but its rather grim,
I gave them my all but in turn lost limbs;
My limbs of love, hope, and peace gone on a whim,
And those who cut them hold no remorse within.
So how do i tell the boy... with a grin?
Or do i give him a bottle of gin,
For who shall pay for this sin.
How do i tell him,
It ends the way the story begins.