Last time you leaned against my bedroom wall,
You told me that I'm just "not enough" anymore,

But I've been thinking a lot about that lately
And I've determined
Maybe,
I'm not enough

Maybe,
I'm more than enough

Maybe,
I'm too much

Maybe,
You can't hold my hips
In your hands

Maybe,
They're too wide

Maybe I sprawl out too far
In your bed

Maybe,
My heart doesn't fit right in my chest

Maybe,
It's bigger than yours

Bigger than her's

And maybe
My voice is too heavy

Maybe,
It cuts the silence with too much force

Maybe,
You need less of me

Perhaps
While you're gone off
I'll learn
How to whisper

How to leave
Before I'm finished

How to curl into a ball,

How to make my limbs short,

My body small

Perhaps
While you're in space

I'll take up less space

I'll stop skipping steps,

Jumping off of staircases
Just because I can...

I'll be gentle,

Quiet,

Soft,

I'll fade into the background

And when you feel like
Leaning against my bedroom wall again

I won't stare into your chest
With eyes that burn holes
Through galaxies...

I'll just tilt my head
And look at your feet
Vacantly

I'll make you feel

Bigger

I'll be small

Smaller

Smaller

Until
I

Deteriorate

Or

Evaporate

And then
You'll stand
Beside my
Ashes

And then
Only then

You'll say

"I loved her anyway"