the last heartbreak

does it ever seem

like the pain of heartbreak

fades a bit quicker

each time?

when did it become

so much easier

to pack up my things,

and walk away

without ever

looking back?

or was it just that this great

world shaking love

was never even love

to begin?

my heart is not callous

but I am not overcome

I just no longer cry

until I’m numb.

or maybe I cried

enough this past year

that it became

more painful to stay.

but no, I don’t think

that it’s anything

nearly

as poetic

as that.

maybe it’s just that this time

I already knew who I was

and who I walked away from.

because it’s no great secret

that people can change

and the man I once loved

has been gone long enough

that I have already mourned

his loss

but how do I mourn

the loss of the life

I once dreamed

he and I

would share?

there’s no turning back

there’s no trying again

this love ran its course

and has come to an end

and maybe it makes me

a fool

or naïve

but I still think that love

exists

just maybe

not

for me.