I
Knew you
Wanted to leave
When suddenly I just
wasn't enough for you anymore

YOU ARE READING
The Lonely Hour
PoetryNot everything rhymes Not everything has to Of all that is bright And what hides in darkness The loving The hiding The living The Binding It hurts us not To follow a purpose To quell our minds dullness And to find our own fullness. Of sentences Of...
pointless
I
Knew you
Wanted to leave
When suddenly I just
wasn't enough for you anymore