She loved you.* She loved you more than she loved herself. She chose to spend time with you even if that meant not spending time with her friends and family. Even when she had deadlines to catch, she would still find time to talk to you. She was willing to give everything just to please you. She did everything she could because she thought you loved her as much as she loved you.
But when the world was harsh and cruel, she was left alone. You left when she needed you the most. You used her flaws against her. You looked beyond her to suffice the wants you said you needed. Suddenly everything was her fault, at least that's what you told her. And somehow even when she tried so hard not to lose you, she wasn't enough for you.
When you left, she fell apart. She couldn't do anything but cry herself to sleep. Yet she couldn't sleep because sleeping meant dreaming of you. Knots twisted in her stomach with every memory of you that she couldn't eat well. And when she wasn't thinking of you, she was thinking of her insecurities and how she wasn't good enough.
Months passed and she's beginning to be herself again. She found happiness in her family and friends. It was her life and that no one should make her feel miserable like that. For once in a very long time, she felt alive again. She realized that you came into her life to serve as a lesson.
Yes, she loved you.* But now, she's choosing to love her life and the beauty it holds.