the most beautiful yet hurting smile ever

it's good to know

you're still alive;

it's so good to see

you still smile.

not like me.

not like

the dying me.

not like

the hardly breathing me.

it's good to know

you're still alive,

willing to give them

the most beautiful day ever,

if they spend it with you.

but,

it's terrible,

it's

so

fucking

terrible

to know

you're erasing

the most beautiful thing

that ever happened to us.

and it's hurting me

so bad...

and even when i have

the biggest, blackest hole ever

growing inside of me,

even when i have

the most horrible emptiness ever

eating every part of me,

even when you erased me

from your life,

even then,

i feel happy to know

you're still alive,

and i feel

really, really happy to know

you still smile.

because your smile, i think,

makes this world

a little bit

less

scary.