"Be happy for me"

Who am I to refuse?
To refuse a loved one's request, a request I long to fulfill.
Can I say yes?
Knowing me, knowing them, knowing us.

"Yes"

A smile, a warm embrace, but no warmth inside
Empty words, empty promises.
Still, I will not break.
A sob, a cry for help, but kept inside.
I will not break.

"Don't lie to me"

Another request so soon?
I will not break.
Contradictions swirling, a glance of hesitation
To lie, to be honest– break the first promise?

"Yes"

A lie, a break upon impact, a promise made but never kept
Happy, happy, happy
I pray to a God whom I don't believe
I will not break.

"Why aren't you happy?"

I broke.