Not Enough. Not Anymore.

You know that sadness that overwhelms you sometimes?

The one that gets you all heated up around the neck...and spreads through your body like a wild fire?

It comes with pain and disappointment. It comes with regret and bad memories. It comes like a gush of wind, now stronger.

It makes you want to hate. And makes you want to not care anymore.

Does it mean much when this happens? When you forget to remember the reasons why they get you down so much?

Where does the boundary for letting it get to you get drawn?

I can't write it all away. I can't talk it all away. Neither can I push it all aside.

You're always alone when you need someone the most.

You're left alone to clean the crap. To pick up pieces of a puzzle you never thought existed. You're the one left to choose to be the bigger person or to be happy yourself.

This sadness that overwhelms you doesn't let you forget. Not completely. Live for once. Just for you.

Because in the end you're the one left alone. To clean up the mess. To sort things out.

Fairy tales don't exist. Everyone knows that. Theres never truly a happy ending.

All you got is hope. Really? That's all you get? HOPE.

Well sometimes hopes just not enough. Sometimes what you hope for NEEDS to happen.

Sometimes only hope won't get you through it all.

Reality is maybe you do deserve something better and you're settling for less because thats what life handed to you.

So hopes all you're getting. No fairy tale ending. No happy ending. Just Hope.

And this time, it's not enough. Never will be. Not for this.