being replaced is the worst. I hate how you & her are inseparable, the way we used to be, I hate how you are doing fine & I’m here casually watching from afar & hating myself for letting someone like you slip away.

it fucking sucks, not having you around, it’s been 8 months since you left & as much as I pretend you don’t mean anything to me, we both know it’s a lie. It’s not like we dated, but you were always there for me & in a blink of an eye, you were gone.

I wish you cared about me the way you cared about her, you post about fighting for her & not losing someone you care about, while in the end, that’s what happened to us.