Not for LESS

I looked in the mirror, who was she? I could not recognise her. Smile lost, eyes red and heavy with the weight of tears. I had drained my body of moisture to an unheathly level, yet every time I think dehydration is about to set in, the dam breaks, again.

 I needed a plan, needed to create a speech. But I could not hear myself think over the havoc the cannon of pain was wrecking on my heart.

 I often blame myself, I don't know how, but I must have messed up somewhere. I fell for him, and maybe that's the problem. I knew it was time to go, but it wasn't until I packed myself up that it hit me. I had given more than my heart, I had given all of me on a platinum platter yet I can't define what it was that I got in return.

 He wasn't mean, he was sweet, kind, and sometimes attentive. I had tried leaving more times than I can count but he always acted and spoke right. Well today my heart found a brain, and mine got fed up. I wanted and deserved more but I won't ask or beg. I'll take all or nothing not some or a little more than before.

 I picked up my bags to leave, then he walked in and smiled. He thought I was being dramatic again. He took my bags from me and and did it again. He said the right thing so I stayed.
I stayed to tell the truth. He had the best but refused to give it. I've given my best, now I'm taking it back. I'm leaving because I won't settle for less.