I want to want to
Be happy

But maybe I don’t want to
Be happy

I saw her on a rainy day when the
Clouds had decided to take a break
She sighed as rain fell on her shoulder
And I stared for just one moment longer
Before she caught me and looked away
I caught myself not knowing what to say
I turned and faced the other way
And heard footsteps getting further astray;
Mine

Why.

I hate you
but
I think about you
Sometimes when I’m
Alone in bed
I think about
Your warm embraces
And the words we
Could’ve said


I hate you
but
There’s certain songs
I can’t listen to
Because they were ours
And I remember
All the words
But they don’t sound right
Without you

I hate you
but
I still get the urge to call
And tell you all about
How my days been
And chat away
About everything
And nothing

I hate you
but
I hate that we
Didn’t work more
Because maybe
In another lifetime
Across another shore
We might’ve worked out
You might’ve loved me
more
Than I hate you

Maybe some of us aren’t meant for “great things”
Maybe some of us are just meant to survive.




And maybe that’s the great thing in itself;
To survive an unsurvivable mind.