Do I Make You Happy?

Do I make you happy? Do I make you see? With everything that has happened, are you happy with me? Do you smile like you did when you were with her? Or does your heart beat out of fear? Can you face another day knowing you're with me and not her? As each moment passes in your life, are you happy with your choice? Moments over shadowing another, your smile is your cover. Do you move mountains or just feel safe with me? Do you take each waking moment with a sigh of relief. You see, I'm moving in and out of doubt, you left me for her and now you're back with me. Have you settled or do I really make you happy. Has your heart changed, am I the only one you see? Coz if you remember, you left me for her, and now you're back with me.

Do you still talk to her? Like before? Or have you left all the past baggage at the door. You entered back in with smiles and open arms, not seeing around everything has fallen apart. I thought I needed you, the illusion of being safe around you was just me being belittled by you. The choice of walking back in the 'house' you tore down with words that cut through my soul, "she makes me really happy," should never have been there. I'm picking myself up, BY MYSELF. Right now I hope you're happy and you're heart is content. I hope your joy is to never cease. Frankly though, I couldn't care if it was because of me.