I wish I was good enough.
I wish I was good enough for him.
I wish I was kind enough for him,
Because he is the kindest person I've come to know, while I am mean and cold, with a heart filled with snow.
I wish I was smart enough for him,
Because he aspires to have this great destiny, while I only know what tomorrow brings for me.
I wish I was soft enough for him,
Because he is rough and sweet all in one, while I am calloused and bruised from my wars.
I wish I was talented enough for him,
Because his heart beats on drums and sings low songs, while I simply have my voice.
I wish I was good enough for him,
Because he is a shining light amidst a darkened and fogged sea, while I am the darkness that makes it hard to see.
I wish I was good enough for him,
Because he is all these things, and I don't know what he sees in me, but I hope what he sees does not fade.
I wish I was good enough for him.
I wish I was good enough.
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Destroying From Within
RandomI write whatever I'm feeling strongly at the moment in here. Some is nice, some isn't. Trigger warnings are issued and I strongly advise you not to read this if you are suicidal or have suicidal tendencies.