You know what the worst feeling in the world is? Being replaced. Whether it’s by your best friend, your boyfriend/girlfriend, or even your family. Seeing them happy with someone else slowly kills you inside. You watch them do the things you two used to do. While you’re looking at old photographs and listening to old songs you used to listen to together, they’re out there with someone new. Not you. When you walk past them, it’s like they look right through you. Right through their past. Like you never meant anything at all, even though you were once everything to them. All you can think about is them. The memories. You two. You automatically hate the person who replaced you, but it’s not their fault. You blame it all on yourself. Thinking back at how things used to be and saying “If I knew what I know now, I’d go back in time and change it all around.” Sitting all alone in your room, crying your eyes out, wondering what you did wrong. Why can’t you have them back? Why can’t things go back to they way they used to be? It’s the worst feeling in the entire world, and it especially hurts when you’ve come to realize that things will never ever be the same.