I am enough.
I have survived.
One day, what you did to me, will be a falling star.
That falling star, upon entering Earth's atmosphere, will burn into dust.
That dust will float endlessly out there around the universe.
Never once touching the Earth, never once knowing it's beauty, never once mixing with it's soil.
Just like you will never know me or the joy that my life brings, ever again.
You're this far away,
And that isn't far enough.