This is fake happiness.
You can feel it.
In the emptiness of his smiles,
In the hollow look of her expressions.
You can feel it.
He wants to be free,
She can tell but doesn't wanna let go.
She can't live without him.
She needs him in her life.
He's like air to the girl, essential.
He's yelling again,
And she doesn't know what for this time.
She's always doing something wrong.
She blames herself.
Only her.
From her view,
She's the only one that makes the mistakes.
It's never gonna be his fault,
Only hers.
It just keeps building up.
Higher. Higher.
She can't breathe anymore.
Her pulse is a stop.
She's found out that,
In the end,
Death is the only result.
And she's found it out from experience.