Nothing hurt most than knowing that she loved him and he didn't. Knowing that he'd never be her's, that it was a love that had only one direction. That nothing she did would change it. That he was determined in not loving her, in forgetting she did even exist. That she was only a background piece of his life, a piece that wouldn't be missed if it got lost. That she was helpless loving him and she could not change her love for him.
Nothing hurt most than not being able to sleep because she was thinking of him, or waking up in the middle of the night and not finding him by her side. Nothing could ever hurt most than seeing him doing his life not caring about her, not worring about her. Seeing him loving other girls, enjoying other things, sharing things with everyone but her. Not having him, that was what hurt the most.
so... you keep writing! Good!! :)
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