despite your
imperfections
you loved the best way
you could,
and that best was the
only way you knew,
but she wanted more
to fill the void
inside,
to erase the traumas,
she went through
and the insufficient
hugs she got,
but with all these
demands,
your simple love
simply wasn't enough
you were not enough
every single day you went
a step further,
scaled the cliched mountains and swam
across oceans
but in the end, you realised
you exhausted yourself for nothing
she wasn't worth jumping over a mole hill
she wasn't worth skipping a puddle
she wasn't even enough for herself
she never even loved herself
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