I’m happy?

I'm happy?

But I never stop to think why

Why am I happy

I think it's because I haven't thought about you

But I have I have seen you but I can't speak

I'm not myself around you any more

I wish I could be

Its days like these where I feel content

Where the space in between the words leave my mind open for thought

I miss the fact that I could say anything around you

I miss that I could talk to you at any time I wanted

But if people ask I say I'm over you

It's true.