"Simply Dirt" or "This is Everything"

Couldn't decide on a title. Some of it feels forced to me, but I really like the last stanza.

When I saw you coming

I knew what was in store

I clenched my fists tighter

as you danced through the door

With your eyes on the ground

And my mind in jet lag

You gave me back love

In a white garbage bag

And with this returning

You muttered this wording:

"This is everything"

And you were gone

I hadn't cried til then

And to my former friend,

I want to express my hurt:

The bag and its' contents

And all our old nonsense

Are now, plain and simply, dirt.