Hard Tuesdays

I have been the bigger person for thirty six full years...

Always the first to crawl back, apologize, and take the blame

But I cannot be bigger than your anger any longer.

I cannot come crawling back, belly full of knives from our last call

I cannot I have bled my last drop for your love and approval,

and I am tired of dying every day for you to keep trying to kill me

This time, I won't come back, and I will choose to live

This time, I choose me, and mine, and let you fall away

Like the dead leaves of fall.

I am making way for blossoms.