And Just like that, he was gone. She knew she would never give him what he wanted. She would never be fully there. She loved him too much to keep going. Mr Y was sweet, comfort and home, she wanted his love and she wanted to protect him. Mr X was like a fire that burned but felt warm, unknown, he challenged her, he was the one she could never shake. She loved and still loves Y, she is in love with X. It would never change. She had to let him go. Despite all of that, she missed her best friend. She sometimes imagines, Y finding a worthy girl, who is in love with him, over heels, just so she can have her best friend back. She wishes they could all be best friends. But that is just wishful thinking, that is pure utopia.