On top of that, my best friend FINALLY has a girlfriend that makes him happy.
I really am just glad for him...
...but still feeling sorry for myself, and like a complete as*hole, because this last year of him being lonely and miserable had a nice little payoff for me in terms of having someone to talk to for a couple hours almost every day and currency to trade (in the form of being available to listen to him) for someone to listen to me when I needed it.
Oh well. Haven't met her yet (they live like four hours away), but she seems like a nice girl from the road over. Maybe we'll get to be friends too. That would be nice. At least she's cool with my existence and doesn't seem to think I'm trying to mate-poach. I'm not. I've known this guy for SIXTEEN YEARS. If it hasn't occurred to us to "start something" in all that time, it isn't going to.
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"