There’s never a right time to break down completely, and eventually, you start to realize that keeping your feelings in isn’t the best idea, especially when these things start happening to you.
You were happy for me, even though I could tell that it stung.
I miss how he helped me work through my problems like they were his own, without being asked. I miss how he would always put my favorite TV show on instead of his, even when I told him he could have the remote. I miss his goofy sense of humor that meshed so well with my own.