"a thousand times before"

@Uootem

This hopeless romantic sits staring
                  at a desolate, expressionless page
                                          and anticipates the idyllic words
                          soon to be released from his pen --
          an attempt to explain the illusion so haunting,
                                          that somehow only poetry can illustrate.
through tired eyes that remember
                  those long ago days since expired;
                                          and a love that is no vague image
                          for it comes from a foreign time... disguised as reminiscence.
here his perpetual emotions meander
                  between futile fantasy and harsh reality...
                                          all for her to perhaps read the poet between his lines
                          with hope that she will disengage her thoughts
                                          from the boundaries of this present world, 
                                  (for his words can have no meaning unless she does)
will she close her eyes in the tranquility,
                            of that remembering still within
                  and think of him... think of the "us" they once were
                                                    as they used to be... should now be...
for he can never forget what was once there... between two hearts.

For as the poet as announced
              a thousand times before
                                      he is still loving her.