As long as you think about the irony

I told her I loved her.
She said she loved me.
Before.
Not anymore.
Not that way.
We are still friends.
I still find her charming and wonderful.
I had to be here and push her to know that we are through as lovers.
It had to be that way.
I had to be sure.
She is still special.
I am too.
That is life.
Even two people who think the best of each other stop being in love.
What a kick in the ass.
I love you Nina.
Thank you for everything.
I needed it more than I can say.