In this world
We seek happiness
And avoid pain
Yet it seems
That for me
Happiness is pain
Lately I find
That her happiness
Is my own
'Yet seeing her
With someone else
Is my pain.
This play is
The hard part
Not showing her
I don't want
Her to know
Of my pain.
I would rather
Have her think
I am happy.
I am sure
That she knows
The real truth.
She knows when
I lie and
Then the truth.
But can she
Even see what
it is now?
I do know
That for me
They are one.
Happiness and pain
Are two synonyms
For my life.
Author notes
This is something I wrote up about my last relationship. There are more details in Closed Heart. I realized earlier, I just want her to be happy.
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