Heartbreaking

Bad: seeing your dearest ones break down.

Worse: seeing your dearest ones break down for the same damn reason.

Worst: seeing your dearest ones break down for the same damn reason and there's nothing much you can do about it.

it's heartbreaking.

no, it's heart-wrenching.

all those memories come all over back again. you being the one consoling your best friend, listening to her every rambling, fathoming her spoken (and unspoken) words, muttering positive mantras while hugging her tight. cracking some silly jokes even.

it all comes back. and it all comes back.

your words now don't sound so right.
you wish you came up with better advice.

but all you could do is sitting there, right next to her, seeing her wipe own tears - it breaks you into pieces.
but you just sit there.

because deep inside you know that;

sometimes, your mere presence only is enough. it is enough.

but still, there's nothing more heartbreaking than seeing your best friend broke down on the day she should be having the time of her life, twice.

second chances are overrated. third chance? well that's almost non-existent.