No, I'm nothing like her.

I don't have a beautiful smile that lights up a room.

Or a perfect figure.

I'm not like her at all.

But if I was one of those drop-dead gorgeous girls, would you have chosen her?

I try not to compare myself to other females but she is everything, I'm not.

Everything I want to be.

Everything you wanted me to become.

A beautiful petite girl.

An overachiever.

And here I am.

Numb

Alone.

Desperate for someone to love me.

Which is probably why you left, right?

I was needy.

I am everything she isn't.