Enough

It is enough, that I love her.
It is enough, that she is loved.
I have experienced the pain and pleasure,
the anguish and sheer joy
that lies not in the having,
but in the longing.
The blessing in the paradox.
Whether she returns my feelings,
whether I see her again,
I love her.
It is not as much as I want,
it is not as much as I hope for,
and yet, it is enough.
Wherever this path leads,
I am thankful.

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#tellhersummit poetry challenge, 30 days of poetry, day 5

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