I thought I needed you, but I didn’t need the tears. I didn’t need the heartbreak. I didn’t need the confusion. I didn’t need the being strung along and led on. I didn’t need the being lied to. I thought I needed you, but I didn’t need the pain.

I didn’t need the feeling of emptiness when you took pieces of me to feel whole.

I thought I needed you.

But I didn’t need someone who made me a worse version of myself, when all I tried was to give my best.

Sometimes we deceive ourselves, thinking we need someone or something. But in reality that’s probably the one thing we should try to live without.

You were enticing like a welcoming aroma at first. But then poisoned me from the inside out, like a toxic substance, I shouldn’t have wanted it and surely didn’t need it.

But you got me hooked, hanging onto every word.

I was hooked on you, like an addict after just one hit. Because that’s all one needs to come back for more.

You had me. And you knew it.

I was a puppet, attached to your strings and you controlled my every movement.

I thought I needed you. I wanted you. I wanted you more than I wanted anyone or anything.

But that desire and that want, wasn’t something healthy.

I couldn’t see what you were doing to me, because unlike addicts, who can see the visible effect of their habit, you left me tainted and destroyed on the inside. And every time my phone went off, my heart would race a bit.

You picked me up only to drop me time and time again, because you knew this power you had over me.

I thought I needed you….

I didn’t need to be your option, when I made you a priority.

I didn’t need to be ignored, when you had my full attention.

I didn’t need to see the worst sides of you, when I only gave my best.

I didn’t deserve that, and you sure as hell didn’t deserve me.

I didn’t need to play this game. Yet here I was, all in, betting every chip on you. The thing about betting, when you think you’re on a roll, you forget you can lose. The high captivates you, but when you come down from it, you realize everything you’ve lost.

With you I lost myself.

I didn’t know who I was without you. I didn’t think I could function, without a part of you in the picture.

I thought I needed you, but what I really needed was to release myself from a grip, even though you held me without touch.

So as I walk away, I’ll do it without looking back. Because I’ve come to realize my self worth, and sometimes the things you want most in life, you’re best without.