the great times we had.

the cute petty fights.

ups and downs. i thought we both handled it well.

then i remember that she's the one who gave up on me.

and no matter how much i wanted to make up for it, and fix it, no matter what i did, it was never enough for her.

i later realized that she let herself be dictated indirectly by her Friend's ideals.

not her own.

she says she admits it. but yet she still follows like a lamb off a cliff.

She left me and showed me that all those wonderful times we had with each other, the things we did for each other, were for nothing.

now she seems happy.

but i know that she still thinks of me.

but from what i see, it's all out of spite.

she want's to deny what we had.

yet regardless of what's happened between us, I still think fondly of her.

a dream that shall forever be a dream.

only for the nightmare to haunt it every time.

all i want is the happiness i had with her.

but she took it, and it shall never be the same.

my heart shall forever be scarred and i shall be haunted by those two most terrible words...

"What If?"