Enough

My feelings are out of control
I’m starting to realise I’m not the girl I thought I was
I feel incomplete
I think about him more than I should..
I can’t cope anymore
One minute I’m happy and the next I’m close to ripping throats out
And he’s an asshole, but I love him
I’m confused
I’m inlove
And now I know why people are afraid to fall inlove, it’s because it hurts like hell when you lose it
But one of the worst things about having your heart broken, is wondering if you’ll ever open up that far again
I wouldn’t be surprised if my body just ran out of tears altogether
I write all these things about you when I should probably be telling you them instead
But I’m afraid I won’t be enough for you
Not good enough….
Not smart enough…
Not pretty enough…
Just not enough