I Wasn’t Enough

You were some kind of urban legend,
or so they agreed
Ambivalent about giving me that so called love potion,
and when I bought into it they all sneered
as you tied my hands to the bed post,
inhaled the chemicals from a bathroom towel.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t addicted
but you left me broken
as I stored this tiny dream into a box.
You were no legend
but rather a piece of a shattered mirror
that reflected my every mistake
all the needles
all the toys
it wasn’t enough.
I wasn’t enough.
I became an object misplaced
and you were but a mere stranger.

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