It is never enough that I have needed you endlessly, never enough that I have wanted you wholeheartedly.
Never enough for you if I whisper soft words and sing promises, never enough that my arms fit you just right. Every direction is down, every move is backwards. Every sound is hollow, every call is unanswered.
I begged for you, prayed for you every night, right through my pride, I asked for you to come back to me. But I am never enough and this is never enough and love is starting to sound like a sentencing because you will be free and where will I be? Wanting you. Endlessly.