I'll...

I'll never tell you what's going on,
because you already know what's really wrong.
I'll smile in all my photos,
but at night is when it hits me.
The tears will overwhelm me,
and there's nothing anyone can do.
I'll think about you,
and fight back the tears.
I'll do that laugh that,
you can't see through.
I'll watch the couples walk by,
and turn the other cheek so I don't cry.
I'll pick flowers,
and being saying in my head he loves me, he loves me not.
I'll cry if the last petal that falls says he loves me not,
because I already know that deep down.
I'll hide in our secret place,
because you never wonder out there anymore.
I'll watch all the memories close in on me,
and they all say one thing he loves me, but is denying.
I'll turn away and pretend everything is okay,
but the truth is nothing is better than being with you.