_{Can't you see she's} happy _{with him?}

You disappeared, vanished, left her broken. She hated herself for it, blamed herself, hurt herself. She told you at the start, she fucking told you that she didn't want that from you, didn't want to want you around. But no, you had to make her want you. Had to make her need you. So that when she went over the edge, when she started to fall, you could fucking watch her hit bottom.

And then he happened. The sweet distraction that turned into much, much more. The world righted itself, as well as could be hoped. She healed, and her smile came back. She's terrified. Waiting for it to come crashing down, but loving it as well. 2 months in, and no sign of anything but blue skies.

So please, leave her be, don't make it hard to be your friend. She's happy, and you should be for her.