You sat on your seat at the wedding, fidgeting with the promise ring he gave you when you were in high school and were together. You watched your best friend, your ex, your lover about to marry to someone you convinced yourself didn't love him like you did. Even after the break up you didn't stop loving him.

You watched as the bride walked down the aisle. Watched her smile as well as his and his teary eyes. You didn't know exactly why you had agreed to stay friends and let alone come to his wedding. You didn't want to watch the love of your life get his happy ending with someone else.

"I do." The bride said when the officiator asked that stupid question you wish was being asked to you. You probably would've cried as you said those words.

"I do..." Frankie said as he held the bride's hands. His smile faltered for a second. Just a split second that no one noticed but you did.