Enough

Published on by Tosha Michelle

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And it went like this:
You gave me flowers,
I wanted a garden instead.
You cooked me spaghetti,
I was too hungry to eat.
There was sauce on your shirt
from your labor.
The untouched plate
was the sky. The sky was
a blessing unnoticed.
I wanted to be your center,
your four-leaf clover,
the wishbone split.
But even though I came
to you with open hands,
I didn’t know it then, but
the emptiness wasn’t
yours to fill.
Then everything wasn’t enough.
Now I sow regret into a dress
of deep blue and remember
when you offered me needle
and thread. You tried to stitch
me a pocket of self esteem.
I tore the stitch into.
The tear became the lesson.
Now I long to open my lips
and breath you in,
to hold you without
chains or cheap a cliché
Knowing now that enough
was everything.

-Tosha Michelle

67 thoughts on “Enough”

  2. Wow. This is really amazing.
    We never smile to see the expected treats lining our world. And then one day, when our expectations shatter, the world goes black.
    I can relate to this poem.
    It’s really good!

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  24. “But even though I came
    to you with open hands,
    I didn’t know it then, but
    the emptiness wasn’t
    yours to fill.” What a great line. Beautiful words……so true. We have to stop trying to build our own self-esteem with others…even significant others!!!!! Thank you for sharing

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