It all started back in July when I became friendly with an old
family friend who was recently divorced. The first conversation we
had on the phone was amazing and after we hung up I thought
"This is the man I am going to marry." It caught me off
guard and I laughed it off as one too many glasses of wine.
The next day we decided to meet. It was one of the best evenings of
my life. It just so happened to be the 4th of July and we hung out
in my parents neighborhood drinking, laughing, and talking. We
ended up at my house and after a bunch of chit chat I had to do it.
I leaned in for the kiss. When our lips touched my body was
overcome with an electrical charge so intense I almost jumped. My
heart swelled with intense passion for this man who I knew very
little about in just an insant. The feelings were so intense that
after just a few moments I pulled away. I was completely unprepared
for that.
"I have to tell you something" he said staring deep into
my eyes. "I'm in love with another woman. She doesn't
love me, but you need to know that my heart is somewhere
else."
The electricity began to fizzle and what he said played through my
mind over and over again. This couldn't be. I sat there in
silence for several minutes before I knew what to do. I looked up
and leaned in for another kiss. It was more amazing than the first
and lasted much longer. We fell asleep on the couch in each others
arms that night. It was perfect.
Four months later I have fallen head over heels for this man. He is
everything to me - everything. The love I feel for him surpasses
anything I've ever felt for another human being. It's
incredible. However, nothings changed. He's getting over the
other woman but he doesn't love me. We are the best of friends.
The most incredible of lovers. He knows I'm in love with
him.Desperately in love with him. I would give anything and
everything for him to be mine . . . I would give up my life if it
meant making him happy.
Tonight he told me he was going to go on a date with another girl.
My heart dropped and he instantly felt bad . . .
"Hun . . ." he said and put his hand on mine.
"You're the only person I trust. I have to be able to talk
to you about this stuff . . . You're my best friend."
I fought back the tears, swallowed the lump in my throat, and
fought through the pain of my heart tearing just a little more.
He's my best friend. We do everything together. Please somebody
give me advice. Tell me what to do! Is there hope? Or am I killing
myself for nothing?
A Victim of Unrequited Love
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