February Ashes

Enough.

I'm angry.

Angry at the fact I didn't say what I wanted to.

Angry at how things ended.

Our story wasn't ready to be done with.

We weren't either.

When we called it off.

We didn't fight enough.

I didn't love you enough.

I didn't hug you enough.

I didn't kiss you enough.

I didn't hold your hand enough.

I can't yell enough.

I can't curse this heartbreak forever.

What's done it's done.

We will never know.

The story of us it's more like a tragedy than a fairytale.

Tow young hearts that ended up disintegrated due to not enough communication.

Not enough fights.

Not enough tears.

How much would have been enough for us to speak up?

There's not enough tears we can cry

Or curse words we can yell.

Look at how we fell.

Killing each other, putting us through hell.

Enough heartbreak.

Enough tears.

But there will never be enough words to express how much I want you here.

Because from you.

I could never get enough.