I just want to know why I am not good enough…
I want to know what you see in her that you didn't in me. I want to know why you're happy to do things she wants to but, whenever I suggested something that I may have wanted to do, you shot it down without a question. I want to know what you see when she smiles and why my smile didn't cut it. I want to know what it is about her hair that makes you want to run your fingers through it. I want to know what it is about her eyes that make you want to stare into them for minutes at a time, looking into your future with her. I want to know why you see your future with her and you couldn't even see tomorrow with me.
It’s just hard for me to understand how I could’ve put all of my time and energy into you and yet.. I received nothing in return. I was good to you. I put you first. I stuck up for you, when my friends told me you wouldn’t change. I did everything in my power to make you smile… that damn smile. I did everything you wanted because I wanted to love what you love. I told you things I don’t tell anyone because I wanted to let you in. I spent all of my time with you because I wanted to make memories with you. I wanted to be the one that got you out of your comfort zone and helped you to do things you wouldn't have done on your own. I wanted your face to be the one I wake up to every morning. I wanted your laugh to be the one that gets me to laugh too. I wanted to dance around the kitchen with you at 2am when we couldn't sleep. I wanted to cook you dinner... I wanted so much... but I guess it was too much to ask for.
I know that forever is a long time. And I know that making that decision when you're nineteen is hard. But, I guess I just expected more of an opportunity for me to show you what a good life with me looks like. I expected you to show me that you were at least considering it. I was expecting an opportunity to show you that a future with me was worth it. I just wish I had the opportunity...
But right now I'm sitting on my couch, crying my eyes out… crying every single thing I've ever wanted to tell you out. I'm not hiding it anymore. But I know it'll get better… I know that one day I won't care why she's better than I am. One day, I know that I won't care what you thought about when you looked into my eyes. I know that one day I'll have moved on. Hopefully, one day, I'll forget the way you broke my heart.
One day… I'll be enough for someone.



















