How the hell am I supposed to move on,
when you've been the only thing
keeping me going for this long?

Please,

Keep me in motion,
Don't let me sit still,
I need to feel the moving air,
To remind myself I'm alive.

I am not a finished product,
But still a work in progress.
You reminded me
I didn't need to be perfect,
to be whole.

It's okay to be exactly
who I am this minute,
nothing more,
and nothing less.

Just enough.

I need you to
Keep reminding me,
That I am enough.