I need to know what
I did so wrong to you
that you ended up
in another womans arms
I was never clingy
I may have worried
a bit too much
I always listened
while you talked
I ticked you off sometimes
but you never told why
You would just stop talking
or tell me to stay away
You never explained to me
why I wasn't enough
or why you didn't love me
as much as I loved you
To this very day I wonder
what I did wrong
I always blamed myself
for pushing you into
another's arms
Why wasn't I enough for you
I keep asking over and over again
Why wasn't I enough for you
I guess I will never know
Why wasn't I enough for you
I guess I will continue to blame myself
Why wasn't I enough for you
Maybe my love meant nothing to you
I wish you would've just told me
Why I wasn't enough for you
But I guess you like watching me
linger in my own sadness
We often do lack to give what the other needs. When they go, we wake up. When we see it's perfection, then we free ourselves for more evolution and growth We grow as we focus on the good experienced Eventually we see why it worked out for our best good. I think I have to speak all this to myself. thanks for the stimulating words!
A nice poetic imagination, Julie. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem Julie Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken