Stumbling Blindly

She was again in my life disguising herself as my much missed best friend Wanting her so blindly I let her break my heart again Together we spent most of our day and a few intimate nights becoming closer just as we were before Without any warning she turned away again . . . she decided she doesn't want to know me any more Now that I am to move on Tell me, where do I go from here and how do I start When all that I can do is to stumble through . . . the shattered pieces of my broken heart