Beautiful Tragedy

Beautiful Tragedy.

You say you love me

Unconditionally and true

You say you want kids

Maybe three or two

A roof we can call ours

Made in both our image

Not once did you mention this story had to finish.

You say you want more

A family of our own

Claims of being of being each other’s home

Though I’ve never been enough

U just won’t admit it

Soften the blow

Say ‘’it’s me not you’’

While I stare at my reflection

I know it’s not true

If I were enough

If I were what u wanted?

You wouldn’t have left me

Wondering where my fault is.