Me and you and poems

Ages ago i used to love poetry
I could write anything
Anywhere any time
Even my dreams consisted of poems
I would wake up middle of the night
Looking frantically for paper
So the poem that had formed in my dreams wouldnt disappear
All i would write about was you,
Me, me and you, and us
My poems were happy with
Those few moments we had spent together
Poems that contained fragments of memory in them
Of me and you walking together
They were happy poems
They'd make me smile and blush
And then i stopped and the happy poems stopped
Me and you, we stopped
I dont know why but after that
There were no more poems
I had nothing to write about
Poems as i knew them had to have
Smiles and laughter and love
I didnt have that with you gone
So i stopped
But then you came back and
The poems started again
And here we are
Happy again
Everything is beautiful again
But now theres question in my poems
An uncertainty a lack of trust maybe
Will these poems ever stop again