These are silent love letters
Written on the tattered pages of my life story.
Cross my heart, if I have to die,
If I should ever have to say good-bye,
I will take this to the grave:
I would rather see you happy
Than have a genuine smile on my face.
Because I am a great liar
And horrible significant other
And a silent sufferer
And a trying friend
And a confused human.
These are quiet truths
That I whisper to an empty sky,
Though I should be saying them to you:
I would rather spend every day
In my silent agony
Than break both of our hearts
And send you on your way.
So I bandage up my pain
And lift my chin
And give my most convincing smile
And struggle to give you no more than a hug
Because that’s what best friends do.
These are peaceful lies
I tell myself, when I find you
Roaming through my thoughts.
I close my eyes
And convince myself that I will find another.
I will find another boy who is the only one for me.
I will find another boy who is perfect.
I will find another one and only.
I will find another soul mate.
And I will not let the tears roll down my cold cheek.
And I will find a way to hold myself together
And make it through this daily hell.
I want all the best and only goodness for you.
Because I know you want the same for me.
What a pretty picture of a quiet nightmare.
So I am genuine when I say this,
I mean it with all of my heart and soul:
I hope you’re happy.
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