My Bestfriend

I hate that I can tell that the happiness that was in his eyes is gone.
I hate that he has to pretend to be ok even though I know he's not.

I desperately want to tell him that it will all be ok
but I can’t,
not with what I know.

I want to tell him that she’ll come around
but I can’t,
not if I'm being honest.

I want to be able to tell him that the person who made him the happiest I’ve ever sen him will come back to him
but I can’t do that
and it kills me.

As he hugs me and says that he wishes it was her,
I just nod and say I know
because he loves her and he wants her back in his arms.
Because he wants his happiness back.

He tells me that even though it’s not her he's hugging, it still helps.
I’m glad that a hug from me can at least help a little bit;
even though it’s not who he truly wants to have in his arms.

As he just stood there
hugging me
it broke my heart.
I hate that he cannot have her back in his arms.

I so desperately wish I could fix this
and help bring his happiness back to him
but I can’t do that and it kills me.

I cannot bring myself to tell him to let go
because it would crush him
and I cannot do that to my best friend.