I think we all have felt like we're not enough. Like we're not pretty enough. Funny enough. Nice enough. Good enough. That's exactly how I felt. I've never in my entire life wanted someone more. He was everything I have ever wanted. He was more than enough for me. I wanted him so badly. But I couldn't. Because I wasn't good enough for him. I knew it. He knew it. Even if he didn't admit it. I knew that he knew it too. He needed someone prettier, funnier, nicer and better. I wasn't enough for him and that was what was hurting the most.