ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN

I knew that the best way to get to her is through talking about her insecurities. And that sounds like a bad thing but considering the situation we are in, l can't find it in me to care. Because of her outlook on life and the way she views everyone around her, she has always been uncomfortable with the size of my breasts

Surgery has always been something that allowed her to sleep at night because the thought of me having something she wants always made her uncomfortable. She grew too comfortable with being labelled the 'beautiful' one whenever we were together or our features were compared 

It did not phase me at the time because l was used to such comments, never being anyone's first choice. And she grew too comfortable with that. It was never competition between us, that would be like comparing a princess and a swan, as we have been told countless times but the passive aggressive attitude and comments raised a few eyebrows