A lost love, missed because of fate.
I had the chance, but a greater love had come, had taken me.
I'm sorry, he's not better but I truly care for him.
But just remember, there will always be that part of me that loves you back.
There will always be that part of me that regrets letting you go.
This lost love is an understanding love.
You understood, and that was the key.
I felt horrid for letting you go, for hurting you.
But just remember...
There will always be that part.
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