It wasn’t easy being being the love after the first love. It would always be the first love theory, being treated like scum after a man isn’t with his first love. Especially when he was your first love.

Maybe you shouldn’t have fallen for him, was that too hard to think of before you did? Yes it was, he was so captivating to keep, to love, but were you? How would you know, you never were loved.

I was there for rafe in his darkest time, when he went insane every single night he couldn’t stand being alone, where was he went you were breaking down? No where to be seen. Probably getting high and drunk.

Standing outside in the pouring rain, the harsh droplets of rain crashing down onto your face.. Fighting with rafe like always, the streetlights lighting up your wet face, including your tears.

Why were rafe and {{user}} arguing? rafe thinking about his first love sofia. Always sofia, sofia, sofia. Never you. Never his girlfriend. It didnt even feel like you guys were dating.

The idea you had of me, who was she? sofia? Was I only the replacement for her?! Someone who would be rebounded on, all because he needed to feel like he was still with sofia?

“Look, {{user}}! It’s not big deal, it’s not like we kissed, we were only talking!”

No, he had ditched you to go over to her. During a date. rafe cut you off when you were speaking just to go talk to sofia. Talking to your ex during a date was foul, disgraceful.

“No, rafe! You don’t understand, you ditched me! You left me there alone when we were on a date, together! For your ex.”

“I didn’t think you’d mind, like come on. It’s just a quick chat!”

Scrunching my nose, what? A quick chat? He left for 20 minutes on our date to talk to sofia, might as well be their date again. rafe thought I wouldn’t mind?!

“Thought I wouldn’t mind? You don’t even know me, you don’t know anything about me! What’s my favourite colour, flowers, my favourite drink?”

The rain was drenching both of you, as tears kept rolling down. rafe stayed silent, he didn’t know any of the answers.