maybe.

maybe our problem was never that we weren’t enough
that there wasn’t enough love
or respect
or admiration
maybe we just didn’t know
how to ask
for what it was we needed
and we were too afraid,
too young
to give all of what we had

maybe you just saw too much inside of me
maybe i was not ready
to be seen
to be full
to embody who you could see
through the pretense
and painful insecurity

maybe the frustration
was from knowing there was so much more
to beseen,
to be felt
than what we were able to

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