The Moment Poem by kanako izumkui

Laying here,
feeling, worried, stressed, sad, broken, and hurt....
theres no point of thinking of the past,
and yet i find myself flashing back to that day.
the sadening words you said, the tears you cried,
what an unforgetable memory,
how can i make her happy?
repeatingly the question echoed through my mind..
happy?
what is happyness
how can i make someone happy,
if i cant even understand the meanning myself..
i tried and tried and tried again
but yet the tears still fell from your eyes
what can i do?
suddenly you saw his face in the pain you felt went away,
thats when i walked...alone