"I loved her.
She loved him.
She did not love me."
It seems I can't replace the trace I just got trapped. I have to feel the sense of being the third person between a couple I love so much. He's my young brother and she's my friend and also, his fiancee. It's fate, by the way. It remains a 'triangle' and I must not end up with this condition.
I told him that I loved her so much. And, I also told her that I loved her like crazy. But I felt so empty. It's like I was so grave because I had lived between a pair and tried to be a man that had no purpose in his life. Though, it was a painful decision because I had to choose 'no' in all option of being fair. I loved her, but why did I have to leave her? Was it insane?
After a month in despair, I choose to leave her. I miss her everyday; I can't even forget the way she smiles, the way she walks, or the way she talks. t hurts, actually. I just love her until I know the time I have to stop.
"It was painful to see someone you love loving somebody she loves; but it's more rewarding letting someone you love getting happiness with somebody she loves."
