Living in their Memory

What if I smiled today and for a brief moment and meant it? 
What if I smiled because of me, not you?

what if I smiled and I didn’t cry today?

What if I smiled because I wanted to try it out?

What if I smiled and I liked the way if felt?

What if a smile signified more than happiness?

What if I smiled….

Why must you take that away from me?

I just thought I’d let you know I smiled today but it wasn’t for you and it wasn’t for me….. and it wasn’t because I was happy. Its because for a brief moment I was living….. living in their memory.  

When they left, I swear they took part of me with them… 
when they left, I lost a little hope, maybe even faith.

When they left, I lost myself. Why did you take them away from me?

A smile is not a smile anymore, Not without them.
How can I live my life smiling when they can’t smile anymore?