A dying spark reignites
An old flame rekindled.
It burns as brightly as before,
Only a bit brighter.

A crooked smile,
The glint of an eye.
They bring back memories
Both good and bad.

Laughing, twirling, wondering.
How had this feeling ever died?
For a moment it feels as if it had never ended.
Had it ever ended?

But then again, it ends once more
In the quick blink of an eye.
It hurts again, though twice as much
As ever it had before.

Sitting, crying, wondering.
How could this happen again?
It always happens, every time.
Why even try again?

Bite your lip, then try to move on.
The feeling always ends.
Someone is hurt, and in the end,
Is it ever worth the attempt?