I feel as if I'd been so busy lately. And on top of that, I'm being harassed by chronic migraines that won't leave me be.
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I sat across the table from my friend. He was blindly unaware of the tear that just rolled down my cheek. Instead, he fiddled with an old leather wrist band that an ex-girlfriend had given him. He never really did stop thinking about her.

Once he'd looked up at me, I made sure that I'd rid of any tear stains. His mind was blank of anything but her, I could tell. I knew that much about him. He knew I knew that too. He didn't even have to look me in the eye.

But then he did just that. And immediately, his face was stamped with panic. He then placed his warm hand on mine and said, "Happy birthday.."