I watched my friend Jimmy's mouth move as he most likely tried to give me some bullshit explanation for it. I couldn't hear anything else after 'We can't be friends anymore.' The sentence echoed in my brain for what felt like an eternity. I wanted to cry, to plead, 'But, why? Jimmy, you know this hurts. Why are you hurting me?' But I already knew what this was about. "This is just the way it has to be," he said. "Mhm." "You understand." "Mhm." Yeah. I understood. I understood that I loved him more than I loved myself. He knew that I would do anything for him.