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            I can't believe he did this to me.  I always knew that he still loved her but…I never thought that he had it in his heart to do this to me.

            He loved me.  He told me everyday as often as he could.  I guess he was just trying to convince himself as well as me.

            It was his mom who told me about the girl.  Apparently they had been best friends for years before they got together.  When they did finally get together, they were together for years.  Until one day when she came to him saying that she had sex with another man.

            She told him she was drunk, that she didn’t know what she was doing.  She had been drinking and he was there.  The stranger told her that he could make her happy.  She told him she was in a relationship.  So he bought her another couple drinks, then lead her out the door.  She said that it had meant nothing.  Their relationship ended that day.

            He was devastated.  He went into a deep depression.  She tried to stay and help him with his problems but he pushed her away, so she gave up.  His mom said I was what brought him out of his sullen state, the one who fixed the problems she created.  Now she has created problems for me.

            I ran to the park.  I ran from my problems, but mostly from him.  I sat on the swings and cried.  I always wondered why he loved me.  Why he didn’t go find someone better.  I understand now.  He didn’t try because he lost the best thing in his life.

            I heard soft footsteps behind me.  I didn’t turn around; I knew who it was.

            “Go away.  I don’t want to talk to you,” I said through tears.  I was surprised at how calm my voice sounded. 

            “Please baby, don’t be like that,” he pleaded.

            “Oh just shut up!” I said and turned around to look at him, “Why didn’t you tell me that you wanted her back, that you would have left me if she wanted you?  I would have been ok with it.  I'm not some jealous bitch who will go all crazy and try to keep you from leaving me! I only want you to be happy.  I can see you didn’t want the same for me.”

            He looked stung, he looked hurt, but most of all, he looked sad.  Sad that he had hurt me, upset that we were over. 

            I reached behind my head, “Here,” I said.  I took off the necklace he gave me for my birthday.  It was a gold heart with emeralds in it, my favorite stone.  He gave it to me with a note that said ‘I will love you till the end.’ He never specified the end of what.

            I handed it to him, “Give it to her, go, and be happy.  That is all I ask of you, just make sure you’re happy and that this is what you really want.”
            He looked slightly relieved as he took it.  I wipped the tears from my eyes and started to walk away.

            “Wait!” he said.

I turned around, “Thank you.  I really did love you, I hope you know that.”