Dear Someone: Why does there always have to be another girl?

Read this if you're tired of being someone's second choice while watching them choose everyone else first.

Dear, Dear Someone, _

I saw those words you wrote in the middle of the night when sleep wouldn't come and your phone screen was the only light in the room. Those words about how there's always another girl. How she shows up in different forms but she's always there, standing between you and the love you thought was yours. Sometimes she's the friend he texts when you're sitting right beside him. Sometimes she's the ghost of a relationship that supposedly ended but somehow still haunts every conversation. Sometimes she's just a name that makes his face change in ways your name never quite manages to. And you're right. There's always another girl.