This... is not what I wanted to write regarding this particular relationship. Someday.
A Friendly Suggestion
“Take her with you.”
He says it so lightheartedly, wearing his little smile that takes away all the weighty import of his words, but his heart sits like lead in his chest. Take her with you. Take her away from here. Take her away from me.
Because I can’t.
Because she doesn’t want me.
Because she doesn’t know I want her.
Because I’m just a friend.
And I love her too much to see her like this.
Tired and beaten and trying so hard to be strong.
And somehow so beautiful it hurts to know she isn’t mine.
So…
“Take her with you.”