Simon, your ex and friend, sat across from you by the kitchen table. He was opening up for once

“The military was supposed to be a fresh start” A sigh escaped him “No matter how many starts I get, there's always the same ending” He put his head in his hands “Everything falls apart and I end up alone” There was a slight crack in his voice as he spoke

You looked at him with a sympathetic eyes “I’m still here Simon” Your voice so soft

Why? He asked and looked up at you