I don’t want you back, let me make that clear.
But when she told me that you two were dating, feelings happened. I’m still not sure what it all was, but I know it was mostly jealousy.
Jealousy because you two were obviously a better match than you and I were. Jealousy because as much as I’d like to not be happy for you two, I can’t not be. Jealousy because she’s better than I am in every way. And you know that. Already you’re trying so much harder with her than you ever did with me. And I know that our relationship was far from perfect, but it still hurts to know that I never really had a chance.
Everything about you two complements each other. You’ve had a crush on her since seventh grade. She likes your asshole-ish sense of humor. Your sisters think she’s pretty, more so than I could ever be. You sincerely compliment her all the time. But most of all, your feelings for each other are mutual.
And I think that’s what hurts most of all.