This shouldn't be happening. This shouldn't be happening to me.
This isn't what's supposed to happen to me.
This isn't the way I thought it would happen.
Never would I have thought.
And then, booom, out of the blue.
So, so, so, out of the blue.
You get the lucky strike once again.
How many times has this happened between us?
How many times have I openly told you about something, realized you were "contesting" for the same thing, and then find out that you got there first?
If only I had gotten over silly infatuations and ridiculous obsessions so long ago.
But maybe it wouldn't have helped, because one little thing, and your obsession picks up again. Just one little thing.
And here's me, toiling and hurting and hoping away for years and years, and you get yours just like that.
ugh.
Life is unfair.