Love.
Love.
It wont be enough.
Not for me.
Not for the raging emptiness inside me or the otherwise screaming loneliness that has enraptured me.
It wont be enough because it has never been enough.
Enough to make me feel that i am for a fact loved. Its cruel.
Not to me but to all the people who have loved me in bits and pieces and in entirety, in drunkenness and in sobriety, in dreams and in reality,
its cruel to love someone with all you have and still not have your love be enough for them.
I have loved someone enough to know that.
Your love wont be enough to pull me out of my circus of self loathing or the fire ive set, of self destruction.
Your love wont be enough to preserve my sanity and keep me alive.
Your love wont stay the night just to sing me lullabies.
Your love wont stay forever, once upon a time, it will, bid me goodbye.
Dont love me. I'm not worth it.
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