Inspiration Gone

As i stare at this paper empty,without words it waits for me to write so my feelings can be heard inspiration came often when we were together words flowed freely my pen light as a feather Fate has a reputation of never being wrong it takes destiny by the hand and grips it forever strong now this paper which once was alive quietly stares back at me with dull loose leaf eyes it mocks me even dares me to write words i couldn't speak for years but, without you the forecast calls for emptiness with a good chance of tears Inspiration comes from within your smile always gave me my start but these days my pen lay heavy like a roadmap of your heart for soulmates are rare to let one go..even worse now this pen and paper who once were my companions are the very things i curse So i put my pen down and tuck the paper away for the night and maybe tomorrow just maybe words i couldn't speak i'll be able to write......