I knew, from the moment I fell in love with him, that one day he would realize that I wasn’t enough.
I’m not enough.
I’m so sorry I wasn’t enough. Wasn’t good enough to fit into your perfect life.
How will I ever know when I’m getting this right?
Rura and Miss
Whats meant to be will always find a way…
I want to kiss him…
[From Miss]
At the beach
During a sunset
In the air
During a sunrise
In a pool
In a motor home
In the rain
In the snow
At a Dodger game
On a ferris wheel
In all 50 states
California
In the ocean
On New Years Eve
On the Golden Gate Bridge
At Disneyland
On a carousel
At a Raider Game
At a hockey game
In a delivery room
At a Laker game
On our wedding day
Baby announcements? Anyone?
Tutus?
In the air
In the rain
In the snow
On a ferris wheel
In all 50 states
On the Golden Gate Bridge
On a carousel
At a Raider Game
In a delivery room
At a Laker game
On our wedding day
Baby announcements? Anyone?
Tutus?
Rura and Miss 
If you’re not enough, then he isn’t enough for you either. You are amazing and strong and deserve the best. =)
You’re too good to fit into his self-absorbed life, Miss. ❤ you
Love you, Mama.
Babe, you ARE enough.
I love you!
Sounds like the problem is way more him than you, from what I can tell. Take some time to heal and to be gentle with you. I recommend a latte, but that’s just me.
*Hugs*
I’d say you were too much, if anything. Wow. I hope things go better for you, and I wish I knew what to say.
😦 I’m sorry love.
Oh sweetie. If only I had the words. {{{hugs}}}
I’m looking forward to the time when you fully realize that it wasn’t you. Cuz you are so far past enough that it’s actually a little astounding.
love.
It wasn’t you, no way. He just wasn’t the right one FOR you. *hugs*
I’m not sure what’s going on, but I do know that whenever someone thinks that they’re not good enough, it usually has much more to do with the other person being in the wrong. Don’t blame yourself.
you are enough. he’s just a dumbass.
No no no no no. You have it all bass ackwards. Other way around. YOU were not the problem here.
It’s not you, Miss. I’m sorry for the pain you’re going through, but not sorry that you’re moving on.
You’re more than enough my sweet, and someday someone more deserving WILL know it and cherish it.
Hugs.