When will enough be truly enough?
When does the sadness and the hurt
settle into disgust?
What if love simply is not enough?
He soothes the edges of my nature,
yet stirs a storm within my being—
devouring my every thought
and casting clouds upon my judgment.
As this seasonal cycle conflicts within me
again and again,
sunshine diminishes into the mist of foggy nights.
A walking contradiction,
I lack the strength to reject these feelings
as I dissolve into our intimate moments—
even when the reality is painfully clear:
the realization of our fate is nowhere near.
When will enough be enough?
When does the sadness and the hurt
finally settle into disgust?
What if love is simply not enough?
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 12:36 AM UTC
When will enough be truly enough?
When does the sadness and the hurt
settle into disgust?
What if love simply is not enough?
He soothes the edges of my nature,
yet stirs a storm within my being—
devouring my every thought
and casting clouds upon my judgment.
As this seasonal cycle conflicts within me
again and again,
sunshine diminishes into the mist of foggy nights.
A walking contradiction,
I lack the strength to reject these feelings
as I dissolve into our intimate moments—
even when the reality is painfully clear:
the realization of our fate is nowhere near.
When will enough be enough?
When does the sadness and the hurt
finally settle into disgust?
What if love is simply not enough?
A love poem from a past life
