my lacy

my lacy is the girl he chose over me. i would never admit it to anyone who actually knew me, it took me forever to even admit it to myself. it’s been over a year now and i still remember how i felt when he was seeing her while with me, wondering if she even knew, or if she only found out after we had broken up. it started with wanting better for her, then went to hating her, then wanting to be her. i blamed her so much for ruining everything, my hatred for her ran so deep. now im so obsessed with her and i cant stand it, i cant ask what she has that i dont because it’s so clear. she’s so much older than me, she’s so beautiful with her full lips and doe eyes, blessed with a body i could only dream of. i would choose her over me too.