Like twitching your lips upwards
Would cause an avalanche of tears
Like behind those cheery lips
Are unstable mountains of pain
Ready to crumble anytime

You always smile like you’re about to cry
Like pain and joy are eternally linked
Playing an endless game of tug of war behind your face
Behind your face

You always smile like you’re about to cry
Perhaps
The feeling of happiness is a joy for you
A novel one
One so new and comforting it is its own special hurt

You always smile like you’re about to cry
But I hope that one day
You’ll smile with only happiness in your eyes
Any pain far from thought
And that day
It’ll be my turn to smile like I’m about to cry