He doesn’t want to watch Disney movies with me because she made him watch them together. I was going to buy those camo leggings until he said that she had a pair. I wanted to go to the drive in together until he brought up how they went all the time. When I get into his bed at night I know that she slept there, too. In his cabinet are the rings he claims to hate but still can’t let go of. On his Facebook are pictures of them that he still has her tagged in.
She was his first love and way more beautiful than me. I just tell myself that four years is a long time. Deep down, I think that he still loves her and would never admit it to himself or anyone else. I’ll never be enough.
