As it turns out, your love songs made me cry.
It’s hard to look at your face—
Can’t look away, though because
You
And I
Live in a constant state of leaving.
This smile belies the weight I feel
Nothing
But a (happily) drunken message from Ohio
Could have made this harder
For a smiling novice like me
But come to terms with it; rationality prevails—
It’s better this way
It’s better this way
She’ll undoubtedly be happier
I’ll undoubtedly be happier.
Best friends too,
And friends till the end
How awful.
Casey Rock
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happier/
