I Just Know

Every word I'm writing

To make you feel better

Is one more knife in my chest.

Caring about you

Is killing me.

What I'm telling you

Is true, but

Still it hurts.

Yes, I want you to be happy,

And I don't want me to stop that,

So I'll smile for you.

I want you to be happy,

But even if you are

That doesn't mean I will be.

--9.19.08