dear_mun | Crossposted to dear player

You know perfectly well what you've done, Madame Mundane (No Cher for you, not now) and perfectly well why I am furious right now. Not only do you let a newcomer come in and replace me in the affections of the one person who was willing to at least pretend at liking me, you've also given other headmates, most notably your precious favorite a chance at something that was, this time, supposed to be mine, that you had promised and plan to fail on delivering because something better has come along for Enjolras, yet again.

First, I lose someone I cared about to the man who destroyed what could have been my republic, and now I lose my chance at being alive, at being real to someone who I love, even though I was supposed to go next.

But then, I'm not as real to you as they are, am I? I am not allowed that chance again while they will have many.

It is good to discover where I lay in everyone's estimation, at least, I suppose, including yours. I did think you held me in some higher regard than that, but my mistake, I suppose, anyway.

It will not be the first time I've been shoved away for something else, now will it?

I hate this and you, and that all there is for me to do is once again accept it and perhaps get ready to move on from here. No point in staying, is there?

Apparently, no longer yours,
-Courfeyrac