I looked for a happy ending...

I looked for a happy ending...
on the bottom of the ocean,
at the end of a cigarette,
on a liquor shelf,
under blankets on a sleepless night.

I looked for a happy ending...
on bodies of nameless boys,
inside my drugged mind,
on the sharp edges of a knife,
over the starriest skies of the loneliest nights.

But when I did find my happy ending...
It was
on the top of your lips,
forming the shape of your smile,
under the sound of your beating heart at night,
beside your warm body,
while I whispered vows
of love
and nothing more.

V.