All I want is to be happy,
but that is a dream
I should've given up long ago.

The picture on my wall
mocks me with our
smiles constantly shining.

The memories linger,
a ghost, haunting
my every thought.

It will never be resurrected,
yet it constantly searches
for some redemption.

Some hope that maybe
there is a semblance
of happiness

left for us.