Not Enough

I sometimes believe that someday

You will wake up ​­

          Next to me

And wonder how and why ​­

          you settled for what you see

I fear my pretty words ​­

          will one day lose meaning for you

That my love ​­

          won't be enough to keep you

I fear that you will find me to be not enough ​­

          and, paradoxically, too much

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