Enough

There you again, breaking my heart and making me feel like nothing I ever become will ever be enough for you. I'm smart and beautiful. You know it, I know it. You seem to think I'm an interesting person. I've chased success and happiness and am climbing the ladder while being true to myself. I'm a strong woman. I'm confident. I'm the whole package. So what's missing? Why is it that you still do not know what you want? Because it's so damn obvious to me that you have feelings for me. You show it through the things you say and the things you do. But when the opportunity came for you to express something, you chickened out. Yeah, you agreed when I said you're not interested in me. That was your chance to tell me I'm wrong, but you didn't. Then you said I looked really cute. And now you're telling me about some other girl - and I can't handle it, I can't bear to hear you talk about another girl and give her your attention. Why? Why why why why why? Why are you still not ready to confront your feelings for me? 

I'm not delusional; it was clear as day you have a thing for me. You boldly compliment me now. You also say the sweetest things. You act very kind and considerate too. Call a girl hot or sexy and she'll remember it for a day; call a girl beautiful and she'll remember it for a lifetime. It's an unsaid rule among girls that if a man calls you beautiful rather than hot or sexy or something, he's a keeper. And you, you were the only one who saw me in a bikini and said I look beautiful. Even girls said I looked hot and sexy. But you, a guy, chose to say I look beautiful. And in that moment I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world. Any girl would be lucky to call you her boyfriend, or even better, husband. You have the power to make me feel like I've got it all and more. But am I not enough for you? Will I ever be enough for you?