Fake Smile, Real Pain, Times Have Changed

The only twinkle in your eye,
Is the flash of the camera,
Stoic and unchangeable,
Hardened face into permanent perfection.
The smile has not reached your eyes
in quite some time,
You have all but forgotten what happy is.
The past is thus,
Mental grimace and fake smile,
But now is different.
Your days are brighter,
Maybe it is the way he makes you smile,
Real smiles,
Full of laughter and blushing in pleasure,
He is cracking your exterior fortress,
Willing you surrender.
Maybe it is the way that the weight is off
your shoulders and your mind,
For once it is about how things affect you,
Not about what you can give others,
Like how you gave them your soul for years,
Why it never showed up in pictures
because it was never yours to possess.
But now, oh goodness, now,
The twinkle in your eye is there,
A merrily kept secret that time has changed,
You are happy.