
Sometimes, a river is not
enough
to water the seed we planted;
Sometimes, the sun is not
enough
to burn the fire we started;
Sometimes, the mountains are not
enough
to add weight to the "thing" we chose to carry,
which oftentimes we call relationship;
Sometimes, poetry is not
enough
to make a good love story;
Sometimes, I can never be
enough
for the one I chose to
love
and always end up
sorry;
But, I want you to know my
love
that you were always
enough
for me to live each day
happy.
2 comments:
I came across your blog and I absolutely love your writing. I can feel the emotion in your words.
Hi Dana, thanks for the compliment. I figured we're similar in our purpose of having this blog---a sort of therapy... I hope for you to discover more about life in writing as I will. Sail on!
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