His Happiness From My Sadness Poem by Olivia Teaylor

His Happiness From My Sadness

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I finally opened myself up to someone,
Who I thought was ultra-mega special,
But unfortunately was nothing but a liar.

He told me he would never hurt me,
So why would he make me cry
And then just turn a blind eye?

It makes no sense,
Especially being I gave him my everything
While he gave nothing but pain.

I suffered as he rejoiced.
I listened, while he told me how he never cared.
I cried, while he laughed at the fact that I actually cared.

I dreamed of him while he dreamed of her.
I watched him while he fell at her feet
And I wondered why he never wavered for me.

My heart aches every time I see his smile,
But the thing that hurts the most,
Is knowing that he is smiling 'cause I'm crying.

I guess his fun and happiness
Comes from all my pain and suffering.
At least I know one of us is happy in the end.

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