I just was never quite enough

I Just Was Never Quite Enough

Sometimes there’s a place I go

to when I want to be alone.

When memories that haunt me

won’t leave my mind alone.

One moment I am laughing;

in seconds, you come flooding back.

I know I need space on my own;

my mind is under self inflicted attack.

I ask myself,

was it me who ruined us?

Did I do something you didn’t like?

I can’t cope knowing we made love.

Sometimes life is plain rough,

and I just wasn’t enough.

I see your blue eyes looking into mine;

my future was in those depths.

Your hand in mine was something else.

What happened?

Why was I not like her?

I knew deep down she used you.

She took you because she could—

every bit of me in pieces.

I thought we were forever;

I misunderstood.

I am not made of wood.

I love you still,

but I know I could never have been the one.

I closed my eye, kissing your lips,

and woke up—you were gone.

Where did we go?

Now older, but I am no wiser,

I still see us walking hand in hand.

I feel you in my space;

my heart was in your hands.

Now it’s too late; we’re just friends.

I call you; I email—

but where is the love?

And the days when we were together,

when I thought we had pure love?

Each year I grow a little older;

I still feel your heart next to mine.

I couldn’t compare to her.

Did you ever really care?

Or was I just a foolish teenager

who was just always there?

Sometimes I watch the rain fall.

It reminds me—I cried a thousand tears each night,

wishing I could turn back time

and we would be alright.

I just wasn’t enough.💔