Sometimes and Maybe

i have never made
him happy.
but....
then again...
that's not the only
reason
that i'm breaking up.
it's more than that.
it's knowing that
i need to feel safe
being me.
messing up.
doing well.
dreaming.
living.
and i don't.
and i've done it long enough.
and though he won't admit it
he's not happy.
he's just complacent.
because i'm a person
that will work to make him happy.
gonna be tough to
find that again.
grace.