I may not be able to help you. I may only be able to stand beside you and wait in the wings with my arms open wide, but I really do care. I will get this out now, because you (most likely) will not see it here and I can't say it to your face. I know she makes you happy — or you believe so because the Other made you hurt so bad. But, I know your eyes seem to dim and you never speak her name. I know of the constant break ups and make ups. I know of the codependency. But I only know what I hear and it wasn't from you so I am not acting until I'm sure. But you need to hear and know this:

Dear Friend, the boy I would do anything for, you are worth and deserve so much more.

I am always rooting for you like you are always rooting for the Jets.

I am always here for you, like your attempts to jailbreak me from Isolation.

I am always listening, if you need to be listened to.

From,

Your New [Hopefully Dear] Friend.