Her

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You talk about her

like you like her

more than me.

I'm your girlfriend.

I don't like her.

You know that.

Why would you talk 

about her to me?

You idiot. 

You talk about her

like she's better.

She is better. 

She's prettier,

skinnier,

smater,

just better.

I won't be surprised 

if you leave me 

one day. 

Just don't make it painful.

Then again,

what isn't painful in this world?

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