“I acted like a friend, just so I can be near you. I let you talk about her. I listened with both ears, picked up every detail. Gave you helpful little tips to get the golden girl. I said everything with a smile, with every passing minute of pain and pleasure. Days and nights. You never needed to know. Or maybe you did but enjoyed the best of both worlds. You get to explore new mountains and come home to a safe bed. I sang the songs of all the unrequited love of a friend. I let it hurt me. I let it consume me. Pain it seems is comforting.”
Book:The Last Leaf