I'm happy,
so why are these tears streaking my face,
like the rain on my window pane?
And why am I howling like the wind?
Is it because I already know
That you are going to break my heart.
Maybe not today, nor months from now.
But you surely will,
You will break mine for fear I will
Break yours.

You will be gone,
And I will have to learn
How to get through the day
Without your smile.
Learn how to forget the beginnings
the memories,
The laughter and tears.
Learn how to listen to the songs you love,
Without thinking of you.

You will leave,
As calmly as you came.
Leaving me with stormy seas
And cold sheets.
I will have to learn its not your side of the bed
Anymore.
And this hand you hold so naturally
Will be pocketed out of sight.
I will learn those three words again
Separate from you.

The sheets will be colder,
And the bed so much bigger,
The nights so much longer
When you're gone.
My lips will learn to whisper,
and my hands will learn to stay,
The pieces of my hesrt will mend together,
But will be colder from that day.

You will break my heart
Before you will ever learn
That I love yours so fondly
That I would never see it break.