I wish I could stop feeling this way,
It’s forever the same,
Day after day after day,
Like a cruel, unending game.
I want you to be joyous,
To never feel bad,
Even if that means there’s no “us”,
At least you won’t be sad.
I imagined we could be happy,
I hoped we could be together,
That was probably naivety,
But I suppose this is better.
Atheist Alan 