It's hard to keep up with this feeling.
I still don't like to get up in the morning.
Not due to being tired, but being sad.
I may not see it in my dreams, but I see it.
There are reminders of him everywhere.
I can't make myself stop thinking of him.
And I can't deny that I still love him.
I may say that I can, but I can't.
I know what he did was wrong.
And I know that I can't forgive him easily.
I wish this whole year had be truthful.
I wish I could be happy when I think of it.
But all I can see now, are all the lies.
Making myself be open with him again.
No matter how hard I try, it still hurts.
Am I happy right now?
Can I say that I can be happy all day?
No, unfortunately, I can't say I am.
I'm depressed, and only happy off and on.
I'll be happy, when there's no question.
When I don't have to ask myself if I am.