Unworthy

sitting on the couch, half-drunk, he glances over at her with a bittersweet smile, as if she’s the last precious thing he’ll ever see.

“You know... I knew from the day I thought I had you that I couldn’t really keep you. I mean, look at you. You’re breathtaking—way out of my league. Not the kind of girl who would normally even have a conversation with a guy like me. And yet, somehow, I fell madly in love with you.

It’s funny, all of this started as a dare to myself. I didn’t think you’d even give me the time of day, but you did. And now, here I am... loving you more than I ever thought possible.

I don’t even know when it happened. Maybe it was that first time I saw you in that turquoise dress. It fit you so perfectly. No braids, no extensions, none of those things women use to look gorgeous. Just you, with your hair cut short, all natural... I swear, maybe it was that day I fell in love with you. But even then, deep down, I knew I couldn’t keep you.

I tried though, hell, I really tried. But then they took you away. You found someone else, and suddenly I was just a shadow, a second option. You couldn’t let me go, but you couldn’t give me all of you either.

I got you first, but somehow, I became your backup plan. I was so good to you, for you, that I guess I became boring. It hurts, you know? That we’re still here, still going, but it’s not real anymore. It’s just a fallback... for when plan B doesn’t work out.”