Pain of Love I - 8. Happy Enough?

“I’m not quite what you need, am I?”

And I just looked at him.

“And I know you love me,

and you know I love you--

but I’m just not the one, am I?”

And I just looked away.

Is love enough?

Is the underlying friendship enough

to fill in the blanks, the holes, the missing pieces?

Is it enough to want someone?

Is it enough to need someone

if all that you need is more than they can give?

Is it wrong to hold on

when your head tells you to let go

but your heart refuses to comply?

Is it wrong to keep trying

to make him what you need,

to make yourself need what he is?

It is so hard to let go

when you love someone and he loves you,

even when he is not the one you need.

Because when he holds you he is everything

and you forget what you need--

until the silence comes and you remember.

Is the selfishness in the keeping

when you know there will always be

something missing, something longed for?

Or is the selfishness in the leaving

when you know there is love

and you probably just want too much?

When is happy enough, happy enough?