Maye it's time...

For one of the few times in my life, I find myself asking:
Am I wrong?
Have I done something terrible?
Was it a mistake from the start?

G said, in his typical manner,
"Congrats, dude. You won; you got the girl."

Then why do I feel like such an asshole?

You'll never be good enough for her.
You'll never be able to mean as much as he does.
You'll never be more than a shoddy replacement.

Maybe it's time you came to accept that, dumbass.
It's your just reward.