Yeah. And something no one but me saw?
He cried.
I hate seeing men cry. Especially him. It wasn't just one lone tear. It was actual crying. I walked to the back to get something, and he had his back against the door, and he was crying.
One look at him crying was just all it took for me to break down again. The worst part is that I couldn't wrap my arms around him and tell him it was going to be okay. Why? Because I know I'm not his anymore, well I never was in the first place apparently.
It was the first time I've ever felt that raw of an emotion, it was the one moment where it made my knees weak, not in a good way.
It was one moment where all the emotion in the room was so high, that we couldn't even talk. All you could hear was our heavy breathing and the sniffling of our noses and the sound of two best friends falling apart.
It was one moment I'll never forget. The one moment to where I didn't know what to do, and normally I know what to do, whether it be hugging him, or talking to him. But it was like my throat was swollen, and I couldn't even speak. It was that bad.
It was one moment to where we couldn't say a word.
And one moment where we both acknowledged the fact that we can never have each other.
And let me tell you. That feeling? Of not being able to have each other? Its absolutely heart wrenching.
