A little broken heart

I haven't written in a while, I think and ponder things a lot but never seem to get them written down. Today, my heart is heavy as I watch my sweet girl fight a broken heart. She spent the entire summer hanging out with one of her best friends, a male, but a great friend. He was the one who would be there for the accountability and the encouragement, the Christian friend. They soon became infatuated with one another. They were the perfect pair, or so it seemed. But, something began to change in her, she didn't know what or how or why, but it was changing. He was perfect, on paper, he was the guy she was supposed to be with, but then it began being hard to be with him. She began not feeling like her self any more. She felt that she was straining to be her, when they were together. He blames himself, he's hurting, she's hurting and my heart hurts, because I love them both. Maybe, they are better as just friends. May the Lord be her guide, may He lead her in the direction He intends for her to go. May she feel His presence in her life and her decisions. May I be the Mom who encourages her to do what's right, even when it hurts. We can't please everyone all the time. She is so afraid of us being disappointed in her that she doesn't want to share her hurt. I pray that I don't put that pressure on her and that I give her the freedom to share, no matter what.