indispensable

so hard I try
to make myself indispensable
so easily
you dismiss me

brimming

my love for you
is like a pillow
bursting at the seams

i carry this around every day
waiting for an chance 
to explode and fill the room with feathers

happy

how willing we are to settle for "happy"
what a peculiar choice to make

when we can feel ecstatic
when we can feel breathtaking exhilaration
when we can feel life-affirming hope

when we can feel inexplicable angst
when we can feel numbing pain
when we can feel so hopelessly in love

and yet we want to settle
for a measly little slice of happy