You made me
something..
Taught me what it truly
meant to be
blissfully and actually,
acutely,
happy.
Things changed.
Sometimes...
not so perfectly..
always aware of me.
It was falling apart ever so slightly
But you made me
happy.
You made me
unhappy.
Both working
in harmony.
Things change.
Today I think you’re happy.
And today there’s me,
surviving miserably,
uncontently,
but voluntarily,
To the whisper “not meant to be”
You've found someone new and shiny,
Better than me-
convincingly.
I miss what we used to be.
I wish we could be.
I hope you’re happy.
I will be.
eventually.
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 2:09 AM UTC
You made me
something..
Taught me what it truly
meant to be
blissfully and actually,
acutely,
happy.
Things changed.
Sometimes...
not so perfectly..
always aware of me.
It was falling apart ever so slightly
But you made me
happy.
You made me
unhappy.
Both working
in harmony.
Things change.
Today I think you’re happy.
And today there’s me,
surviving miserably,
uncontently,
but voluntarily,
To the whisper “not meant to be”
You've found someone new and shiny,
Better than me-
convincingly.
I miss what we used to be.
I wish we could be.
I hope you’re happy.
I will be.
eventually.
