Literature
Should I be happy?
I've been with you more. Though you've been gone for a while, I feel like I've been with you for so long lately.
I got the news that it had happened. And honestly. I didn't know how to feel. Happy for you, because you were happy. But I was upset for me.
Crushed.
Hope flew out the car window.
I'm suprised how cheerful I managed to sound. I made it through the rest of the night, seeming cheery as usual.
But when I got home...
Crash and burn.
Depressing songs and pictures.
After a while, I managed to cheer up, and one of the songs inspired me to keep going. My hope grew back.
Only a little though.
I've continued having you in