Sufficient

"But I am also learning that love is not a test I must pass perfectly."

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“in the end
i would rather be able to say
i loved too much
than not enough”
― Christopher Poindexter

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I keep thinking
there must have been a moment,
small as a breath slipping between leaves,
where I could have done more for you.
I could have loved you better.

Like staying a second longer
in the quiet after you spoke,
like holding your name in my mouth
as if it were made of glass and light
and not letting it fall.

I do not want to fail you
the way I feel I am failing
everything else.

I am terrified
of being insufficient.
I don’t want to hold you still.

That my love will feel like hands
instead of wings.

But I am also learning
that love is not a test
I must pass perfectly.

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