You always fell asleep without saying goodnight but i couldnt even shut my eyes before saying it, almost as if it were a reflex. i loved you whole and it seemed you never loved me to begin with. when i asked you to love me harder it appeared i was asking for too much. i kept getting my hopes up wishing you would change but you never would. i pondered on the idea on why i never seemed to be enough for you, however i am more than enough; too much in fact you couldnt care the weight of my love on your shoulders even if you tried. i am too much, and perhaps it was you who simply wasnt enough for me.