Again

Here it is again.
This feeling,
This flutter of emotion.
Of thinking this could be it.
Wondering at the future.
Everything I can imagine,
Your smile in each frame.

Here it is again.
Me, driven to a county
Far away, to gather my thoughts
In the beautiful English spring.
Trying to make sense of the
Feeling that you should be here.
That my life isn't right without you.

Here it is again.
The disjointed discomfort
Of trying to distinguish between
Reality and Cynicism.
Once again I'm left questioning
Whether to let myself enjoy it,
Or not....