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I was in a major depression when she came to meet me i was nor happy and neither was i sad. i had no feelings for her.

the things she said last time we talked were just so useless that i didn't want to see her face

But after an year that day faded away

I forgave her and i could read her face . she needed my help I was her best friend and i did what i should have done.

i am happy that she's out of it and i am happy that she left me after i helped her.

My purpose and need was over and i was thrown like a used pen.

But i am so happy that at least i am a far far better person than she is

and now she can't talk to me

i wont go back there is no gap she could cover none to reach me

i am a hundred miles ahead of her.

yes i am happy because i helped her.