Never quite enough of

I think so hard sometimes of the things that I have to offer to a woman. I hope that someday the right woman will see them. Consistently, the only thing that I'm left with is what I almost am to them and what I'm still not quite enough of. I'm older and wiser and more mature, but not young enough. I'm athletic and cute and boyish, but not good looking enough. I'm talented and focused on what I want, but I'm not good enough. I know where my faith lies and trust in God's plan for me, but I'm not religious enough. I get by on the money I have and strive for every penny to work for me, but I'm not wealthy enough. I have so much going for me, I hear so many of them say, but I'm never quite enough of whatever it is that they want or need. Even if I was, would they know or write me off, because I'm not enough of something else. If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, what keeps us from realizing that we're both stuck on Earth together and still revolving around the same sun?

Someday maybe I'll be enough of something for someone who's special. Or, better yet, be just enough of everything to be everything for that someone.