It Would Never Be Enough

If time had anything to do with it, then time would never be enough. The minutes, the hours, the years, even decades; every single moment.
If money had anything to do with it, then money would never be enough. Flowers that die, dinners that get eaten, material things.
If character had anything to do with it, then character would never be enough. How much you care, the things you sacrifice, all the dangers you may face. 
If distance had anything to do with it, then distance would never be enough. Oceans apart, two-day drives, a flight across the country.
If love had anything to do with it, then love would never be enough. Hugs, kisses, all the "I love you's" in your heart, every letter written in ink.
If memories had anything to do with it, then memories would never be enough. Childhood play dates, growing up, mistakes, moving on.
Any amount of words I could spit out, every single thought in my head, each emotion I feel for you in my heart, they would never be enough. 
Because time, money, character, distance, love, memories, words, thoughts, emotions; these things all fade. And yet still, it would never be enough.
It would never be enough. 

I Can See Through Your Eyes

I want to scream.
I can't stop thinking of you and her.
The past, the present.
Wondering about the future.
It has been so long, yet no time has passed at all.
The way I feel; like, as tense as a tiger while he stalks his prey.
I can see through your eyes, the thoughts in your head.
You are thinking of her, yes?
When I take a deep breath it burns in my throat.
I can feel the tears filling up in my eyes.
The butterflies in my stomach, slowly dying off with every negative thought.
But when you ask, "What are you thinking?"
I simply reply, "About you."
I refuse to tell you the rest,
"...and her."