If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me.

Its over now, finally, I understand. It's not like I give up. I am giving in. Knowing full well the way I felt could last forever, should last forever, would have lasted forever. Love should feel good, happy. It should effervesce every day and find a new way of expression that can be shared. I know what we had was special, and in my heart and memories it will remain. Alive.
 Everything that was is almost gone now. Some parts willfully left behind, some things taken from me, much can be replaced and everything has changed.
Wherever life takes me it still feels like I have a friend, like I am never alone. I move onward with the hope that all this was meant to be, and what is about to happen is what should happen. I know in my heart  I tried the best I could. I know it was true. It still is.