Sacrifice

I look at you, smile, and laugh.
But sadness lurks in my eyes, and you see it. You know the reason why, and it makes you sad.
You believe that I will be happy with him.

I talk to him, smile, and laugh.
But sadness still lurks in my eyes. He cannot see it. He cannot see me.
He still knows, and he believes that I will be happy with you.

I walk off with you, and glance back sadly.
He is there, my computer frantically tells me. He wants to talk to me.

I miss him.
But I would miss you more.

I don’t want to lose him.
But I cannot lose you.

So I will sacrifice one love for another.

My love for him, for my love for you.
My love for you is more important.

Is my sacrifice worth it?

When you leave me, will you remember all that I have given up for you?

In the end, will this all be pointless?