Being me is not enough
for someone like you.
If all my affection piled up like
an avoided accordion file,
you’d say I was too much
with no folder big enough
to carry the burden of
such an expansive heart.
I called you once, in a huff
ready to say everything I had pent up–
that you were selfish and cruel,
how dare you try to shove my wild love aside
because it was more than what you wanted.
If my worst trait was being “too much,”
then maybe it was your worst trait, too
that you couldn’t carry it.
I’ve read universes of books to know
someone telling you they didn’t hurt you
has no business in telling you so.
I’d yell and yell and yell
and you’d say “are you done?”
like waiting for the beep
you’d leave your message
while I sat on the line, listening
to everything you weren’t willing to hear
but it’s different, coming from you
All you’d say was “my, me, I,”
and all I’d hear was the dial tone.
Love this! So well done!
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you are enough
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Voted! Loved this!
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I have again voted for your essay. Once again, lovely post.😍😍😍
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Sometimes, our hearts are too big, for the one’s we love. Which is why, I guess, it is easier to love from a distance.
Perspective.
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Very good! Love this and I voted! Lovely post 😊😃
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I voted for your essay. Very touching and well written.
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Voted! As usual, it’s wonderful how you come up with your poetry
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Done voting!
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Sounds like there has been someone not so pleasant in your life.
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Lol! This piece was actually inspired by seeing someone receive a phone call that upset her, but she didn’t respond back just sat on the her side of the phone, aghast. Didn’t happen to me–but I guess it’s interesting to think that I did! 🙂 Thanks for commenting.
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voted – have all our support for your incredible work!!
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I did vote, ELLE. But it was the poem ‘not enough’ which could be expanded into prose or left as it is, that I liked even more. Best of luck in the contest.
Are you still living in Canada?
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Thank you for your support, Philip! I used to always write prose, but I’ve found that condensing the content really adds more strength into the piece. Thank you for your vote! And yes, I am still in Toronto. 🙂
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Nicely written. Happy to vote for your essay again. Good luck.
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I always look forward to reading and sharing your Sunday poetry.
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I love this. Just left my vote.
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Good Morning, Beautifully fierce Elle!!! Wonderful. Right to it. Thank You.
And I’ve been remembering to vote. Yay!!! Rock on and know SO many are wishing You the Best of Luck!!! :
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Voted:)
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Love this! Also, I voted! I hoep you win 😀
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Just got out of something like this. But in my case it was, “you think too much… You’re dramatic” and I mean I’m not. But this was incessant. Every time I didn’t follow suit or agree, I was ‘thinking too much’.
This gave me that feeling ai haven’t been able to exactly put into words yet. Thanks.
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It’s a lot about how these sorts of people often make you feel like you’re “too much”, but is that really the issue? Is it not that they feel “too little”? What is the worse of the two? Thank you for commenting!
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I actually had a conversation with an older friend today.
He told me exactly the same, he was straight saying, “look this person is intimidated, and they’re breaking you down coz they feel less.”
Makes sense if it comes from two different people I’d say. 😲
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Absolutely! I agree. I do think there is a dynamic between people–those who give and those who take. It’s important to understand how we should be focusing on doing both.
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Definitely relatable. (One more vote =) )
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Voted. Thanks for sharing
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“Being me is not enough
for someone like you.” … this line is fucking perfect.
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I had to come back and read this.. you write with such style and beauty.. what stuck with me, was: ( my worst trait was being “too much,”
then maybe it was your worst trait, too
that you couldn’t carry it.
👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
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Typo*( IF)
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Your poems always have such a clarity of emotion that they almost sting to read and I absolutely enjoyed every single one that I’ve had the chance to. I voted for your essay and will remind myself to keep voting. Hope you win! 🙂
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Beautiful. And wow your message really connected with me. ❤️ Keep it up!
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when will I ever be enough then?
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I like this poem. Are you participating in Napowrimo?
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I’m not, actually! I post content once a week–I don’t know if I could post daily lol. I admire those who do!
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Oh, okay. That is going to be my aim (30 poems) this month once again.
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My husband says, “Reader’s Digest condensed version, please.”
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Wow, a powerful piece, especially at the end of it ! I wish you a good continuation on this blog !
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Love the extended “accordion file” metaphor and that final biting line. . . nice.
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ohh…. I can relate so much to this… the frustration , the pain its just too much…. I am going through this struggle as well and it hurts so bad…
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Cleverly written and full of meaning, love the ending.
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