Aren't I Enough?

Oh, how I wish my ears could not hear his words so easily spoken.

How I long to scream out all of my frustrations only increasing with every whisper and brief side-stare,

For the many know exactly what they are speaking of, and the few bite their tongues upon speaking true.

Was that stinging sarcastic comment really uttered? Or am I being consumed in a sea of suspicion; drowning in nothing but ridiculously paper thin insecurities?

That remains to be seen.

Laughter and fun are important, but if not exemplified in moderation, are no different from complete and utter foolishness.

Among every kind utterance that has ever rolled off of the ends of your soft lips, there is one that shines through.

Intertwined within that statement is the rather obvious understanding that we are bound together in a significant relationship.

I am to be called yours, and you are expected to recognize that.

Why must you toy with my heart if there is even the slightest chance of breaking it? Is it not precious to you?

Your fingertips need not be in prayer, but I'd rather you mumble the entire rosary than to invade another's personal space.
Showing affection is no longer one of your prodigious gray areas.

Rather, it is whomyou show that affection to that is the issue. You may say that a simple poke or nudge is nothing but a friendly jest;

But when it is the same way you act around me, the way you show meyou care.

You can keep your hands in your pockets around other girls until Sundays when the priest says to offer a sign of peace to your neighbor. Even then, remember that it is a sign of peace and nothing more.

As long as you mean what you say with all of your heart,

I am the only one who should fill the longing void caused by loneliness within your soul.

I am the only one who should be swept off the ground and into your arms.

I am the only one who should be nudged, hugged, poked, tickled, and kissed.

Jealousy is a feeble emotion, and I should not need to express it.

Do not give me a reason to allow a shadow of a doubt over my head, when I could swear I was walking on sunshine the moment I met you.

I have no doubts; no will to succumb to taking a sip of bittersweet temptation.

I know what I dofeel, and that's all that matters.