I was not enough for you
You wanted more of me than I
had to offer
I wanted to give you the moon
but it was not mine to give
and still I make-believe
you accept the gift
I gave freely
in your hour need

I was too little for you
Yet you forced me wide open
I faced your demons
questioned your intention
over and over and once more again
until nothing made sense anymore
until I could not care less
all good things
must come
the end

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