Still. Not. Enough.

You still
Love her
Enough
To stay

You still
Don’t love me
Enough
To leave her

You still
Love her
Enough
To want to
Sleep next to
her body
In the bed you share
Every night
Even nights after
Fucking my body
In my bed
Before going home
To her

You still
Don’t love me
Enough
To stay
In my bed
Next to my body
Even nights after
Fucking me
Knowing
I would wrap myself
around you
And love you
through the night
Knowing
That in the bed with her
You will not be touched
Kissed
Wanted or
Loved
At all

You still
Love her
Enough
To accept
That your cock
Will never
Touch the inside
Of her mouth

You still
Don’t love me
Enough
even though
I love
The taste of your cock
Even though
I love
Pleasing you that way
Because it pleases me
Just as much

You still
love her
Enough
To do the cooking
The dishes
Without any help
Or thanks
Or appreciation

You still
don’t love me
Enough
To make me
the woman of your house
Even though
I would cook for you
And with you
And clean up for you
And with you
And it would be fun
And sexy
And our hands
And our mouths
Would be
all over each other
During the cooking
And the dishes
And the dinners

You still don’t love me
Enough

But I
Am beginning
To love me enough
To realize
That you
Still loving her
And giving me
Only some
Of your love
Simply isn’t
Enough
For me

I am becoming
Tired of
Still waiting
For you
To love me
Enough