Confession

It was a white lie,

I say it every day,

It became simple these days to lie about me,

I lie about my happiness,

Every day someone asks me,

How are you?

I say I am happy, awesome, etc,

With a fake smile,

How can I say to anyone,

That I will never be happy without my partner,

Who caress me,

Who pushes me forward,

Who gives me confidence,

Who is my emotional support,

Who is my bestie,

I miss you,

But,

I never say it to anyone except for a confession box.