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I was expecting more What was i that everyone is always expecting more Why am I not more I am enough I am enough I am enough for me Can it be just us that was wrong Not me Maybe the season February My month The evil month I feel like i want something I want something from someone that I know that most people can't give to me I think i'm constantly letting people down Because of what my mind is holding me back from allowing myself to do I have rules. I have a plan and I want a boyfriend but that's not in the plan Graduate have my year Go to college Get my dream job live alone Get a dog Get married Live with my husband A man always a man because mama says, i'm not doing any of that other nonsense it's not biblical So I'll marry a man Have a child Work Retire Die. 16 I don't get a boyfriend at 16 Momma says not to go to college with a boyfriend So it's too late for me now So that can just be an idea. A dream My boyfriend can live once again in the pages of my notebooks It was nice while it lasted. But I knew in my head, it wasn't in the plan. He didn't deserve not to be in the plan He didn't deserve to be a speck He didn't deserve to mean less to me than the I mean to him Our love doesn't deserve to be later in the plan. But it is Love is for when you're older Love only breaks your heart Mama says no one has the time to be heartbroken at 16 I'll try it when i'm older. I guess. I don't know what it's like to be heartbroken. I've never done it before Is this being heartbroken? Feeling like I took something away from myself? An option? No part of me is missing, but I miss part of him Maybe he was expecting more of something that I could have given But at the end of it all I wasn't sure myself, and he deserves someone who's sure.
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Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 5:56 PM UTC
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I was expecting more What was i that everyone is always expecting more Why am I not more I am enough I am enough I am enough for me Can it be just us that was wrong Not me Maybe the season February My month The evil month I feel like i want something I want something from someone that I know that most people can't give to me I think i'm constantly letting people down Because of what my mind is holding me back from allowing myself to do I have rules. I have a plan and I want a boyfriend but that's not in the plan Graduate have my year Go to college Get my dream job live alone Get a dog Get married Live with my husband A man always a man because mama says, i'm not doing any of that other nonsense it's not biblical So I'll marry a man Have a child Work Retire Die. 16 I don't get a boyfriend at 16 Momma says not to go to college with a boyfriend So it's too late for me now So that can just be an idea. A dream My boyfriend can live once again in the pages of my notebooks It was nice while it lasted. But I knew in my head, it wasn't in the plan. He didn't deserve not to be in the plan He didn't deserve to be a speck He didn't deserve to mean less to me than the I mean to him Our love doesn't deserve to be later in the plan. But it is Love is for when you're older Love only breaks your heart Mama says no one has the time to be heartbroken at 16 I'll try it when i'm older. I guess. I don't know what it's like to be heartbroken. I've never done it before Is this being heartbroken? Feeling like I took something away from myself? An option? No part of me is missing, but I miss part of him Maybe he was expecting more of something that I could have given But at the end of it all I wasn't sure myself, and he deserves someone who's sure.
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Vidas
16/F/United States
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 5:56 PM UTC
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