Her

I was deserving of more love than I was given. She (I) was the sweetest most loving version of me and seeing her hurt is so sad. Those eyes were full of joy for you, but you could only provide hurt. I don’t need that love now, and I don’t want it. But God knows that’s all she wanted. He heard her pray for it every night. And not only that but she would pray for your happiness and own peace of mind, aside from herself. That girl didn’t deserve what you put her through, but she loved you so much she allowed it. She was strong and she made it through to become the girl writing this. You are forgiven and I still love you, but you were lucky to have been loved by her. Don’t take that love for granted. But what’s also important is that you don’t settle for less than what she gave you, and don’t let someone else make you feel how she did. You were perfect for her, but not for me.