my happiness used to be the simple "good mornings, how did you sleep"

my happiness used to be seeing your name on screen even if you were pissed.

but when you asked me what would make me happy, i wanted to answer with every bone in my body, that it was you why i was happy. but i didn't.

rather just shook my head and said that i was already happy.

again, you took that opportunity to take a cheap shot in saying that you know what makes me happy.

my happiness used to be you. but what is it now, i am uncertain because i am cautious around everything because i don't want to be broken again.