She's Better for Him

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She’s better for him, not me.

She’s better for him, not me.

Saw you at the gala, glass in hand,
talked to his uncle like you already planned
the family holiday, easy and kind,
where I’d freeze up, always two steps behind.
You smiled like you meant it, no performative grace,
handled his mom like a familiar place.
I used to rehearse breathing just to seem calm—
you just stood there, disarmed by nothing at all.

And I don’t hate you—I’m just seeing clear:
maybe it’s not us, maybe it’s different, not wrong, just… *him*.
He never changed me—
you weren’t made to change.
Is that the secret? Just fitting the frame?

She’s better for him, not me.
Different love, different rules, maybe it’s meant to be.
She’s better for him, not me.
I don’t hurt—I just finally see.

You wore that navy dress I almost bought,
but I saved it for a night that was never brought.
You posted no captions, no hidden clues,
just a crop of your toast, mundane and true.
No bios rewritten just to match his quote,
no deleting pics ‘bout things you never wrote.
You don’t orbit him—you pull your own light.
I confused love with losing my life.

And I don’t blame you—I’m just reading the signs:
same gestures, same jokes, but different design.
I was clay in his hands, hoping to please,
you’re marble—already carved to your ease.

She’s better for him, not me.
Different love, different rules, maybe it’s meant to be.
She’s better for him, not me.
I don’t hurt—I just finally see.

Is it peace or surrender?
Is it growing or just letting go?
I used to pray for him to choose me right—
now I hope he earns you.
And if he can’t… I hope you leave.

She’s better for him, not me.
Different love, different rules, maybe it’s meant to be.
She’s better for him, not me.
I don’t cry—I just finally see.

She’s better for him…
And honestly? That’s kind of the best part of me.

Better for him…
Better for him…