enough


over and over
until my hands hurt
of typing and typing
and my head hurts
of thinking and thinking
and my eyes are heavy
with unshed tears
and my brain is exhausted
of conjuring up more words
until my battery dies
and I look for the charger underneath the sheets
over and over
until I have heard the same song
on repeat five hundred times
until I have stared
at the same screenshots twice
and rolled your name on my tongue
until it feels like a new name
until my fingers have written
all my arguments and pleas
over and over
until I can convince you
that I am enough
for you

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