I was happy.
It was a short while ago
and it wasn't for very long 
but I was truly happy.
I was happy listening to his voice
and I was happy for the long nights
I was happy.
But then the nights became shorter
and the days apart became longer
but I was still sure I was happy.
Then the 'I love you's' began to stop
when the tough times began to start
but for the moment I thought I was happy.
The calls weren't answered
and the texts weren't read
but I could've sworn I thought I was happy.
Then that one call came
and changed everything
and then I realized I was no longer happy.