For the loss of her

Do you think she didn't know?

She can't have. She can't have ever really known all of you. 

How could she have known you if she left you behind like some tired toy creature? 
So... she left you because the other guy was richer...
But how could she measure your life in money?

She left you because the other guy had more furniture, more living-space, a pool, more potential

But how could she have weighed your soul-blood against gold? 

So she left you because you were too low in the rankings of a tinted-glass world of skyscrapers.  

And a world where status seemed eternal to her.

Who could she have chosen above you though? And now you think... ruminate... persecute your standards. Standards of the soul and the lifeblood you gave her.

they left you because they cared more about a stranger
Did they ever really care in the first place then? 

Merry Christmas Loser... That's how it feels. It feels like I'm the only loser in a long time...In soul time. In damn-near infinite time. Maybe forever.