my sister showed me the picture and instantly, i felt nauseous. he was with his new girlfriend and they looked happy. part of me wanted to be happy for him because he was once a good friend and i knew he always wanted that but the rest of me just felt like collapsing. he is gone and there's nothing i can do about it. i could call, i could write, i could drive a forklift into his apartment, yet nothing will break down the barrier that divides us. that barrier might be pride but for me, it's mostly self-respect that keeps me from him. someone who could treat a good friend like that doesn't deserve a good friend at all. there are just a million thoughts running through my head. i always believed that quote, "good things fall apart so better things can fall together" but i can't believe it now. i think our friendship was better than what he has now but maybe the quote was meant for me. maybe i'm waiting for something to happen to me--something better. just not sure what that is...it seems like he's happy now and i'm still where he left me. this sounds all too much like a break up and it kind of was for both of us i think. we were always together and we had this relationship unlike any other. and now it's gone and he's moved on and well...i'm trying to. it just seems like this happens to me all too often. same story, different guy. it's sad that i can't be happy for a friend but i can't because we're no longer friends.