Am I Too Much?

The chapter ends again
It’s the same story with different names;
They walk into the distance and fade away
They are not alone.
Some days I remember the first time,
I always remember the last.
I wonder how a million combinations;
Of twenty six letters
Spoken each day in every way possible
Or even every week
Can suddenly become silent.
As if there are no more words to say,
In all the universe.
There are times I contemplate this
Reading into the unspoken words
Untold stories
I pick myself apart to find some reason
There must be an answer
For anyone to leave so easily
Without so much as “goodbye”
I am replaced.
No understanding at all.
Fair share of memories
Looking through photographs of smiles
A hope of a future filled with you
Suddenly we seem so distant
Tell me where we fell apart
There are only a list of “maybes”
To why anyone of you left.
So I ask you this
With no reply to expect;
Am I too weak?
Am I not brave?
Am I too ignorant to see that we had nothing?
Am I too shy?
Am I too keen?
Am I too foolish to see that you didn’t care?
Was I too honest?
Did I digress?
Tell you what you never wanted to hear?
Am I the lost and lonely little girl,
That you didn’t want to save?
Am I too much?

Author's Note

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