I was privy to the texts, to the random exchanges, to the letters sent
I watched as you called him yours
I was there when he sang that song and played his guitar
I held my breath when I heard how your lips first touched
I played the radio when he took you in your arms and danced with you
I was the dutiful accomplice to all of this
And now I watch you cry, as he walks away
It was a bad fight, devastating
It wasn't because you couldn't see him that day
It wasn't because he was busy yesterday
It was the secret rendezvous you had
It was the brushing of hands, the stolen glimpses
It was the awkwardness of the silences between you
It was the way your eyes danced away from his glances
It was the way you said I love you, clumsily, hurried
The cold December breeze just came through Manila
This time last year we spoke of possibilities,
the endlessness of opportunities, the magic of romance
It was the 3rd of December
This time there were no words
Just two people, face to face, hands intertwined, his tears falling
You broke my best friend's heart
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