Theory of Being Happy

I am gone now,

Yet, still a big sister too.

There's something wrong with tears.

The people I love now fading out.

I can't teel a single one how I felt.

Oh please don't-

Matter of red stop breaking my future.

These tears never stop falling,

If these are my eyes.

Those red eyes.

Would they be my heroes and save my tears.

To keep you together,

I'll go away.

I'm gone now.

Do you hate me now-

or just hurt?

Remember that word.

It's something we both love. 

I hope you love it too.