Is she more than I?
The unrequited
and could see the sun setting
Adoration flooded my body
and I found out it flooded yours
But it wasn't for me, it was for her.
My waterfall quickly turned into a puddle
The water dried up and left the flowers
in my body to search for the sunshine
The punch in the gut of realziing
I speak your name
and you speak hers
I wonder if she's more
more poised
more interesting
more beautiful
more expierenced
than me, to you.
I wonder why she captures your heart and I capture a moment.
So I took a break
talked to a friend
and said amen
captured the attention of many more women
and men
I fasted, abstained from sex
sexed it up
yet still there was this deep question inside..
why am I not enough for you?
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