you are not enough.
no, you are never enough. and all those "i love you"s
were phrases in the form of coins (you were the only rich
a man never wants to be), constantly you throw them into your
wannabe lover's well of romantic fantasies; but this wish,
will never come true for you because you are not enough,
nor you never will be. so even though you just wanted to be
a person someone takes their earbuds out (because they
actually care what you have to say instead of nodding), that
doesn't mean you ever will be. because you do not get to feel
the beauty after a waxing, you are nothing but the wax that burns the
person-you-pine-for's skin; they're screaming at you 'cause you
are not nor will ever be worth the pain to them. and yes,
you are the definition of agony and loving you would be a
monstrosity, because if you mean nothing one to anyone then,
why would they dare to love and care for you? no, you are not
enough to be loved and you never will be. so throw away
that weed (just as they did with you) you're using to count hopes
with because the answer is clear, right here: no, they love you not.
and take your tears and collect them in a dirtied jar (do not waste
the clean ones); pour it into the lake off the highway; pluck out
your heart; carve it into a million pieces; then drop the damn thing
in after it. since no one will ever love you, why hold such an organ
that simply wastes space? so no, you weren't enough. you are not enough.
you will never be enough.