Scattered

Inconstant

Good times we're old memories .

Your smile was always reassuring.

But your love was constant.

I've never felt the saying, "you don't know what you have until it's gone."

Until you.

One problem no matter how small can ruin an entire world.

And that world was mine.

I've learned the hard way you can't make everyone happy.

Just like you can't guarantee a closed mouth.

Unless your prepared to sew it.

I've learned to never strive for revenge unless your ready to sacrifice yourself.

And most of all I've learned that hiding a truth does not make a happy ending.

And that smile was suppose to be my happy ending.

But I can't see it anymore.

I expected myself to be overwhelmingly sad.

But all I feel is a disappointment.

In you.

In the people that surround you.

In myself for not seeing better.

For not being better.

Now it's all out in the open but so far in the past.