We broke up because of long-distance, not because we stopped loving each other. He moved on. I tried to. But when my best friend introduced her new boyfriend, my world shook. It was him.

She didn’t know. I never told her we dated. I stayed quiet.
They got engaged, and I stood by her side, smiling through it all.
People still say I looked stunning at the wedding. What they don’t know is, I cried the whole night after.
Sometimes I wonder—was I being mature, or just a coward?