In the Glow of the City ∞ Share
She called me to say that he doesn’t call anymore. His absence overjoyed me, but it killed her. I took what remained of her to the Staten Island Ferry; she had once said it was her favorite thing to do in the city. As the ferry touched ground, and then turned back toward Manhattan, she placed her face against the glass and watched the city approach. For a brief second she turned to me, and her smile returned. When you fall in love with your best friend, and she doesn’t share your feelings, you always wish for something more. But at that moment, I was happy to have back what I’d had all along.
via The One Who Got Away – Pictory.
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