Someone Else's River

For years, your love flowed freely
By the simple act of gravity,
Filling the reservoir of my heart
To its capacity
But now that river has stopped flowing
And the water has either seeped
Back into the ground
Or evaporated up into the sky
(Water has so many places it can hide)
Leaving behind a dry river bed
Cut into the earth like a scar

But the water will flow again
When the mountain snow melts
And mixes with the spring rain
And in time, even the scar will heal
But the river will not be the same
It will be someone else‘s river
And I will call it by a different name