In life it seems nothing turns out quite as you hope, and nearly never as you expect. 

That being said, she went back to her boyfriend.  Yes, the emotionally abusive prick gets his third chance and I get made to feel as though I'm not necessary anymore.  There when she needed to feel good about herself, painfully ignored and pushed away when the person she wants pays attention to her.

I don't think I could be more attractive looking, physically.  Granted I suppose I could work out and get more ripped but I like being toned.  The problem isn't physical, the problem is he's the only one she feels comfortable with.  And that's a problem.  I can't make her love me.  Everytime I tried, it just made me feel worse about myself because there was an inevitable rejection that followed it.

Note, it isn't me saying "I love you!" and her saying "Lets be friends."  More like, me talking and then her yelling at me for having a thought that was opposite of her opinion.  It seemed clear I wasn't who she wanted to talk to, or have around.  Just the guy who made her feel good about herself, enough for her to break up with him, then take him back because she didn't have the will power to let go.  He knew it too.  The bastard even told her that he knew she'd be back for him once she realized she had no one else.

So I've returned to familiar territory in fucking spectacular fashion.