May be you'll never know,
Why I need that something more.

No. Love is not enough.

Saying you love me behind closed doors.
Is not enough.
Saying you're here when I'm always alone.
Is not enough.
Telling me you care and making me wait.
Is not enough.
Asking me to fight and forsake and forbear.
Whist you hide and hold on and huddle up.
Is not enough.

I have outlived your closed doors.
I have outgrown your bedroom walls.
I have outcried your flailing claims.

I have a name that exists beyond your whispers,
I have a strength that needs to be met with strength,
I am not the choice you should shudder to a make.

Not now. Not after so long. Not this way.

No.

More.