No one should be responsible for your happiness. No one should bear that pressure- not your partner, nor family, nor friends. Only you can determine it, and with that happiness, you share it with those who deserve it.
Who are you when the doors close and you're left with your shadow and silence? Who are you when no one is looking- no eyes or judgement on the way you conduct yourself for everyday life? Who are you when there are no likes, no comments and no audience? Who are you really?
It has been too long- time is still passing, yet the memories still remain, sometimes clear as day, sometimes like a dream. But the longing to return to you has created a galaxy within me that no amount of stars except your radiance can illuminate.
Perhaps the red flags only become visible after the end. But what if there was no end? What if you look back on the would-be red flags as simply milestones that show how much your partner has matured and grown?
This life is really not so poetic. It's dreary and empty, and almost ordinary. These poems are but therapy- an attempt to make sense of this world and all emotions that come with living in it. They're a coping mechanism to work through the pain and better understand oneself.