I dunno how to put my feeling into my own words, but this poem describe everything. It was me who supposed to be sad. Not you. Not him either.

The Girl He Loves

There was a man who i once knew,

for me there was no other.

The closer to loving me he grew,

the more he would grow further.

I tried to love him as his friend,

then to love him as lover,

but he never loved me in the end

his heart was for another.