And so here’s the fucked up thing: seeing him love her made me like him more than I liked him before. Not because I’m a masochist, but because my Friend with Benefit became a Human with Heart. I could see through his heart and I knew that loving his best friend’s girlfriend would kill him, I could see it in the way he watched them—this fresh pain all over him, him trying his best to hide it. If I had the foresight, I would have known what all this meant—him trying his best to hide it would mean he’d have to rip my heart from its chest, rub my love all over himself to cover the scent and throw
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oh dear
