Like which is worse- betrayal by God or rejection by man? Which is more tragic, the fact that he loved me so and yet was snatched away ruthlessly from me or the fact that he didn’t love me at all. Which realization is harsher-The one that life can be so unfair and God so mean or that my love was never enough for him? -I was never good enough. Which truth is more bitter, the fact in the battle against time my love lost or that the man I loved didn’t think I was worth fighting for? Which abandonment is harder to live with? Which should hurt more? Whom do I mourn more when at the end of all both of you have a part of my heart yet neither of you is here with me.