apparently,
to me,
staking my whole life,
all my possibilities
and future achievements,
is not a good enough motivation
to do the right thing
for me, for society,
for anything

as I nurse my wounds
of love lost,
of happiness
shattered,
I realize I was not enough
for her either

so I look to other things in my life:
was I enough for them?

apparently,
I am not enough

not even for
myself