Existing

Happiness.

When I think of happiness I think of you.

I think of when I'd smile and how I’d always laugh.

How they were both real and genuine and for once not fake

How I share more memories with you than anybody else

But then as I keep thinking I think of the times you weren’t around

The times when I was choked with sadness almost like it was water

And I was drowning and falling deep deep down

Then when I finally reached the surface and I saw you, It was like all the water evaporated

Then slowly I started to ponder, What would my life be

If this didn’t exist, us, you know, you and me.