I remember so clearly the pain I felt in my chest when I got that invitation out of the mailbox, it felt like the life had just been knocked out of me all over again. I knew I shouldn't go but I felt as if I had to. So I did.
I watched how you watched her walk down that aisle in absolute awe, I watched you hold her hands and as she was speaking her vows I had the slightest bit of hope for us because your eyes wandered over to me, we held eye contact for a solid few seconds before you started your vows.
That broke my heart in more ways then I'm able to explain or express. I know that should be me up there with you, but she is lovely and she's been nothing but nice to me since the first day you introduced us. She's too nice of a person for me to object or insert myself into your life in that way again.
You're still my best friend and I know I'm still yours, and that's all we'll be for now or for the rest of our lives.
But as long as you're happy, I'm sure I can live with that.
