Every day when I'm alone I think back to our time together and when it ended. I retrace every one of my steps and replay every one of my words. I revisit every interaction and dissect every face and move you made. Trying to see it -- the thing that made me not worth it. I can list a million reasons why you wouldn't want us: not pretty enough, not funny enough, not smart enough, too stressed, too broken, I think too much, I'm not skinny enough, I drink too much.. I can list a million reasons why you wouldn't want me, but every day I try to figure out the one thing that tipped the scale. The one thing that made you realize this wasn't something you wanted to fight for anymore. -s.k.













