Sylvia - 3

(Note: The original piece of this writing was destroyed by blogger, hence this is the second attempt, which I will try to re-write as proper as I can).



I cannot take it.

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There is no one else like you, Sylvia.

No one else can ever be like you, or dream of replacing who you are,

I loved you like I will never love someone else again,

You and I share a magic that can never happen anywhere else.

But I am insecure-

You make me feel insecure:

I feel so unvalued, so defeated, like I've lost you; like I've lost already.

I love her now, I have no choice
this is the best way.

I wish I never lost you. All those regrets, your death, I will have to live with it

You and I are made for each other, but not meant to be.