How much is enough......

How much is love enough, that you don't get me wrong,

Where do I stop, where should I end the song,

How much do I care that renders you without hope of me getting better,

You want me to change, when I don't even know where I faltered,

How much is the disappointment that I didn't turn out the way you thought,

Is it more than knowing, I am a wrong decision often not sought?

How much is caring enough, that it doesn't make you feel bound,

How much is talking enough, don't ask me this, silence is my only sound

How much are you lost in the world and how much am I lost without?

When do I stop cheering you along, telling you when I am proud?

How much do I work some days, when sometimes I want to find no end?

You ask me why; I wish I could tell you the answer, what it all meant

How much should I bother, that it doesn't bother you,

How much is looking after someone when you know all that is through,

How much can I say before my words run out?

You might not even notice, I don't let you hear my fading sound,

How much does a warm hug mean, when it’s cold and raining outside,

You stop to ask me about the rain, but leave the hug aside

How many times, do I read “If I am not there" to know you are there,

You tell me things will change more often than not somewhere

How much can you change, without knowing you changed?

You tell me about a friend, when I just hope our friendship remains,

How much can you tell me about life, how things are hard for you,

When I don't even know where to begin, or what to show,

How much can I walk alone, before I move on?

You want me to find me a different road, knowing I have long lost the song I sung,

How much do I weigh my feelings and memories that are so special to me?

You wish I would feel none of this, as though to let you free

How do I take it back, how do I undo my love,

You try so hard to be yourself, when I can't even seem to find who I am.

How do I know what makes me happy, when I am too worried about yours

You try so hard to tell me I don't have to; you will do that for yourself for sure

How much is enough, when you don't know where to start or end,

When every day I try to finish my thoughts, put my pen down my friend.

How do I express to you my friend, when my thoughts my poems lie so mundane?

You tell me it’s normal for me to write when you can't express your end

How much can you cheer someone up and not scold them when they are wrong,

I tell myself, let me never limit you, in thoughts in actions & not letting you feel bound

How much can you be guilty, or the things you say or express when you lose your mind,

I was always listening to the right or wrong, the small or big things were important on my side

How much is growing up, telling we will have a life we don't need someone to care.

How much I wish sometimes, if I will know how to feel when someone lets you feel you are there

How much do you look for something you already have?

An old friend, a choice you made, even if things no longer add

How much do you hope, you wish things would be normal just this day?

You tell me to be more thoughtful, when I seem to try the same thing everyday

How much can I tell you what I feel and what you can't every night?

You tell me to give up sometimes, when I will always put up a fight.

How much do you mean, your friendship, your being there somehow; I cannot tell

I just know of an old friend, whose feeling stays even when she is long gone, in my memories she never fades.