A World Of Broken Thoughts

In Hindsight

I smiled because you made me happy,
not because I needed you.
I laughed because I had to pretend it was a joke,
not because I found it funny.
I fumed because you made me angry,
not because I was irritable.
I talked because I wanted to,
not because I wanted you to hear me.
I cried because it hurt,
not because I'm weak.
It ended because you made me think it was me,
when in reality,
it was you.