Will Love ever be enough?
Loving you was the deepest form of self identity I ever knew, but you left the moment I got comfortable loving you enough to see through the flaws and baggage you brought. I stood up after nights of crying and fixed my crown. Never will I ever let a man make me feel unsure of myself. Sometimes love isn’t enough anymore. I can love you deeply but I’d also know when to leave. Becuase loving you was killing me, bleeding out until I needed life support. You never cared to look back at the wreckage you caused until you wanted to cme back home nd realizing I wasn’t broken anymore, I wasn’t begging. Becuase those lonely nights you forced me to live in was the same nights I knew loving you was not enough to stay shackled to your soul. I let you go, wanted you to be happy with her and yet you came back expecting me to just live under a charming lie you once told me. But your words still cut through me every single day “ She will always be your number one.’’ Oh how that pushed me into the most independence I’ve ever known. And for that I than you for breaking me because now I know Love will never be enough too dim myself for someone whom doesn’t see me and who doesn’t respect me.
