Realising I have no one

Having to accept the bittersweet truth that everyone I think I “have” has someone they would choose over me a thousand times over. That doesn’t shock me in the least. But deep down I know I have no one & no one’s got me. And that’s a shitty lonely feeling. But it’s a feeling I’ve become accustomed to. It’s a reliable feeling almost more reliable than any of the attachments I’ve ever developed in my life.