Isn't it strange that when a boy chooses someone over you,
all you care about is the girl he chose?
You want to be her.
You want to be the perfect kind of girl she is.
You're afraid of where she stops and he begins.
But the truth is...
It's probably not *you*
It's not you.
There was no "one" girl to choose.
Because some people just aren't meant for each other.
He's not something that you missed.
Because if he didn't want you then,
he still wouldn't,
Even if she didn't exist.