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More Than He Wanted
He watched her from the shadows. The way the light haloed about her, the way her laugh rang through the air like sweet bells, her expression as she planned dates with friends and even the face she made when she arrived home alone. She was beautiful and happy, something she deserved more than anyone else he had ever known. But it still hurt. The thought of how her smiles had been for him at one point, how she had glowed for him just because he stood before her, how she had been his world as well.
This pain was something he had come to terms with as a forever pain. He would never get rid of this ache. But it was okay so long as she was happy. He would endure a thousand times this ache just to watch her smile. Sure there were days that it was more than difficult to remain in the shadows. Like the day her mother passed away, the day her brother moved to another country for a professional soccer team, the hundreds of times she had encountered guys hitting on her, and especially when she arrived at her house alone.
The expression on her face when she walked to the door and opened it to see an empty house, the tears that sometimes still gather at the edge of her eyes as she closed the door always tore him apart. But what was there for him to do? He knew what her life had been like when she knew him. It had only ended in horror for her. He broke her. ..Yes, this was better. Even though she cried, it was better to see her smiling most of the time and only cry occasionally then to watch her fall apart in his arms again. He was no longer apart of her life, she didn't remember him, she would never remember him. It was better that way.