There he sits with her on the park bench, offering her a shoulder to lean on as she weeps for her damn boyfriend.

He's better than him. He's better than her damn boyfriend

In fact, He's ten times better than he'll ever be.

He knows that pretty damn well- more than he would ever dare to spit out that simple fact to her face.

But he couldn't just force her to break up with the guy she loves the most, can he?