One too many

Why can’t I laugh?

Why should I carry this burden in my heart?

Honestly, I dread happiness because I know; sadness and anger are on the same vein.

The frowns have quickly displaced the smiles, the laughter the joy we had.

It smells purple, unripe, unfulfilled not complete.

I love us, I hate us.

Will we withstand it all till the hour down the aisle?

Is this one of the many heartbreaks?

The one too many?

Should I hope for this?

Should I believe in this?

Should I sacrifice for this?

I am taking you for granted?

You are taking me for granted.

Am I right for you?

Maybe am one of the many mistakes in your life

The one too many hiccups of your neat self.

I look at you and I wonder to myself, am I worth this?

Honestly, I am tired of

The fake smiles

Uncertain hope

Bitter optimism

Fuzzy future

I just was to tack myself in bed, cry myself back to sense

And hope this is among the one too many lessons in this class called life.