Love is not enough because
We built our hearts around trust,
we vowed to honor the boundaries
that guard each other’s peace.
But each day,
you open hidden doors,
and I am left wondering
if your words were only words.
Are promises too fragile to keep?
I asked for boundaries,
a simple wall to keep us safe,
yet you invite shadows into our light,
and call it nothing.
As if my tears are a mistake?
Why is it hard to choose me?
Why is it hard to let go?
If love is all you offer,
then you should know that love alone won’t make us grow.
Can’t you see the cracks between us widening?
the silence stretching?
the distance tightening?
You say I’m special,
and yet bring another name
like a pointed knife to my chest
again and again.
When I tell you “don’t do this,”
because it clenches my heart,
because it burns my soul,
you take it as a blame,
you hear it as doubt.
But it was never doubt.
It was me asking for care,
for the slightest compassion,
for proof that you understand.
Nevertheless, I refuse to argue,
because in your eyes
I cannot find the warmth,
the softness,
the love that listens.
The word ”Love” alone is not enough
When it lacks the foundation of respect,
soil of effort that will cultivate us,
and seed of trust that we need to keep going.
Everytime when I beg and you turn away,
I know my love can’t make you stay.
One day this heart of mine,
that holds you at a hundred,
will tick down to ninety-nine,
to less, until emptiness
outgrows the sound of my cries.
I will not beg you anymore.
If my love steals your freedom,
I’ll step back,
and let the silence speak.
Because I refuse to lose myself,
for someone who won’t place my heart above all else.
who can’t let go of what cuts me deep,
who can’t see how hard I try to save us,
from the storm that could one day destroy us.
who won’t value the weight of my words,
and lets love turn fragile.
