The Dinner "Date".

5th May 2022.

The "date" came. Weeks of anticipating, wondering if it would work or fail? Would there be sparks or chemistry? I am only but a chaperon to it. What was I thinking? Oh, it was for his happiness. I came to a point where I would do anything to put a smile on his face, to not let him feel hollow on the inside or cold. Some warmth and love might do him good. Hoping...

We have this inside jokes that only we could understand. The indirect layers of nonsense which he was not supposed to bring to the table yet somehow he did it. Mischievous! A new movie was a hot topic of the town: "Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness". Best part they both watched it, worst part, I had not but I didn't feel left out. It was a good start for them. I can't help feeling my heart wrenching throughout my meal but I kept my cool, remembering how it was. I want it to work, at the very least, knowing I gave "my heart" away to someone I trust could take care of. I chased them off to have a walk on my own, to understand my own pain, to let go what was not meant to be. I cried my heart out with no shoulder to lean on coz I know...I only have me. I should have taken up his fourth personality "John" that was offered but it would be unfair to him and his new love or his future. It hurts so deep but it was for the best and his happiness ultimately. I did right by him and that is what matters. "A friend in need is a friend indeed".