"I just want to make you happy"
Where is happiness?
Can we point to it?
You say it sadly and I don't understand.
Happiness is movement,
the continual and arduous task of growth.
If you want me to be happy, then why do you sound so sad.
Can't you see?
The very thought of you delights me.
I may not smile all the time
or whisper softly in your ear.
But, my dearest,
I've got to have you near.
I don't express as one typically expresses
and I don't see happiness as that city on the hill.
At the core of my experience
beats your heart and mine
through the good and the bad
for better or worse
ever hoping, never to part.