That time, I bad-mouthed your girl. Mildly though. My friends were the ones who went all out with it, saying stuff like: don’t worry, she looks like a good for nothing ***** anyway. I’ll thank them forever for standing up for me, when I can barely sit up, let alone move from my bed.

But even if they think that I’m way better than her, in reality, I’m the pathetic one. Because though I may be better than her, in the end, you chose her over me. And that’s hard. Way more than you think it is. It hurt me a lot, knowing that I've been replaced, while all these years, you made me believe that I am and will always be the one for you.
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Jan 15, 2013