Now again

I get this feeling again. The feeling of me being replaced with someone new. Someone smarter, cuter, sweeter, funnier, amazing and adorable.
I can easily be replaced. Afterall we're humans. We really are the most horrible spieces there is. We hurt each other all the time, killing our own kind...
Your love hurts, so fucking much!
I can't satisfy you in any way and there's plenty out there who can. Why stick with me?
Are you waiting for someone extra to become available?

Damn it