Inadequate

Hurting quite a bit tonight.

See love isn't easy it isn't

Fair.

Tumbling through the locks,

Breaking the stare,

The pick, the bobby pin;

Whatever you're using to

Try and break into 

Their heart.

Feeling inadequate as you

Fail to do the complex motions

Of a dance you do not

Comprehend.

Your heart slipping, and 

Breaking;

Tearing right through the stitches

So carefully made before.

Yet you still keep trying for

That click, the slip of the latch

As the door opens.

So you can once again feel

Adequate enough to 

Continue on with

Your life.

Author's Note

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