is it me?
am i the one?
you make me feel
as if i'm all you adore.
i give you all of me
on a lonely friday night
and i wake up to a cold
bed on monday morning.
was i not enough?
did you not like the taste
of strawberry chapstick?
you made it seem like
i was a modern venus.
i remember the taste
of your lips against mine
and i think about it during
the first rays of sunshine.
i deserve more.