Not Enough.

Was I too much or not enough?

Scared of vulnerability, did I act too tough?

Emotional, did I deliver it all too rough?

Walking ultimatum, did I call my own bluff?

Love like quicksand, did I make you feel stuck?

Loads of insecurities, did they make you not give a fuck?

Was I just not built of all the right stuff?

Well, was I too much or not enough?

–S.

Onliest.

I’m the loneliest,

the onliest,

girl in the world.

I know you only just,

left.

I’m the loneliest,

the onliest,

girl in the world.

I know we’re only just,

friends.

I’m the loneliest,

the onliest,

girl in the world.

I know you’ll only just,

forget.

–S.

Salt.

It’s the salt,

in the air,

your memory,

everywhere.

It’s on my tongue,

in my hair,

your memory,

everywhere.

It’s in my cells,

a part of every smell,

your memory,

everywhere.

It runs in my blood,

coats my lungs,

your memory,

everywhere.

–S.

Little.

Sigh a little,

cry a little,

die a little,

without you.

I lie a little,

to survive the middle,

without you.

I try a little,

to survive the middle,

without you.

I get high a little,

to survive the middle,

without you.

I sigh a little,

cry a little,

die a little,

without you.

–S.