When you love someone a lot you have two choices, either try to claim them for yourself or let them go. While the first anyone can do, provided they can muster up the courage to do so, the former is much harder. To sacrifice your own selfish desires, give up your happiness for theirs, to love someone so deeply that you willingly step out of the picture to make way for someone else to take the one your heart beats for. It kills you to let them go, but you do so anyway... Thinking that their happiness will be enough to cover for the absence of your own. If it was indeed enough, then why does even the mere thought of them hurt you so? And looking will never be anything but bittersweet, knowing you can see yet never touch, never own... Never yours. But perhaps the worst is wondering if you made the right decision. Could I have made you happier than anyone else? And lastly, the inevitable question: Would I have been happy?
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