Tender Scrawls
Uyen Nguyen
23 April 2002

4
I love you,
But love is not enough.
Love can fuel passion,
But love cannot hold us together.
Love can buy presents,
But love cannot create value.
My love is hanging before you,
At your convenience,
Because I've fallen in love with you.
It is there for you.
And I thought that would mean
Something.
But instead of being embraced
By your heart and infused into
Your being,
It remains lifeless
Before the two of us.
Apparently, love is not enough.
Perhaps my love is not enough. *