Something called love

I have these two friends. Amazing people. The oh-they’re-so-made-for-each-other kind of people. Now I’m not someone who is a big believer in love. I think there are multiple “someones” for everyone out there and therefore the question is merely finding them. However, if I was to believe in true love, these two would have been my example.

And they were together, on and off, for quite a while. When they were “on” it was great, and when they were “off” everyone knew they would get back together so it never really registered as a bad time.

Unfortunately, the last “off” was permanent. She’s moved on (or is trying to). But he’s still stuck, unable to move on, struggling to make some sense of what just happened.

Watching him process this is one of the hardest things I’ve had to do in a while.