Happiness is but a Memory Away

A short little poem about sadness

I was happy once, I think.

It couldn't have been that long ago could it?

I think I remember smiling, I could be mistaken.

I remember tears running down my face, But what for?

Tears of joy? No, that can't be.

They must have been sad tears.

But if I was sad, I must have been happy at one point right?

No, that doesn't make any sense. And yet...

I do remember a smile.

Was it mine? Is that even possible?

Yah, it must have been mine.

No one else smiles.

But then, Why was I happy?

It must have been important.

How could I forget such a moment?

I want to remember.

I want to be happy.

Will I ever feel this happiness again?

Probably not.

That's ok, I'm used to sadness.

I'll be alright.

Author's Note

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