i wear a mask..
every morning i put it on as i prepare to face the world
a mask that would fool everyone around me
that everythings fine..
that im fine
that im moving on..
that ive forgotten about her..
it works..
they smile..
they laugh with me..
they even joke around me..
they talk about her..
i laugh like it doesnt bother me..
but it does
its like a wave of overwhelming feelings
washes over me
and its like im being swept away
whenever anything reminds me of you
even the little things
its the same every time
but all of that
is hidden under my mask
the one i wear everyday
the same one
i take off before i sleep at night
and as the thoughts
and the memories
and the feelings for you
i still hide deep down inside
rush up
and occupy every corner of my broken heart
no matter how hard i try
the defenses and mask i put up
for all the world to see
come crashing down
along with my sanity
and i just cant help it,
in the bliss of my empty room,
but cry.