Quite a number of my friends have broke up with their other half recently - like an unstoppable plague that never ceases to stop. Feel sad watching the looks on their faces. A face of indifference, but of course I know better. It is a mask of strength, a strong front they are trying to put up, but their lifeless eyes and downward lips blow their disguise. A look that is strangely familiar to.
Sometimes I really don't know what to say or what to do to make them feel better - can't even handle my own personal problems properly in the first place. But I guess the least I can do, is to be there whenever they are alone and need company.
No matter how busy I am, I will always be there for one. A promise to be kept.