I am not very sure on how to respond to this... But I have to feel something. I can't just feel nothing.
Situation:
A friend and I were playing with our emotional fire. We've never dated each otherm only had curious feelings. Glad you asked what I meant by that:
In our little time capsule, which we call a car, he whispered softly in my ear, and lightly pulled on my hair. He never whispered he loved me or wanted me, but told asked me what his actions were doing to me. And so I told him that it was turning me on. Then he stopped and invited me to sit on his lap. I clumsily moved from the passengers seat to the drivers seat, and boy was my head hurting. He asked what was wrong after I got comfortable and I told him. "Wow, you really are turned on" he said. Stupid. I already told him that. Then we just sat there, and caught up with each other's lives. It was nice. Then he had to take a piss so we lef the car holding hands. It was 11pm, and the stores were closed. So he had to drop me off to my car and end the night there.
I told my boyfriend this, and of course he got mad. My heart was cheating on him. Even though nothing physically happened, the inside mattered. I know what I did was wrong. But he was my best friend, and if he needed me I will be there for him. Our of the 7 years of knowing him, that was the only time the best friend and I ever did ANYTHING like that. All this happened last year.
He called me a couple weeks ago feeling like someone pooped on his face and needed help. I was there, comforted him, told him the right things to do. He had to tell his current girlfriend what he did even though what we did was a year ago and when he was single.
Boy, his broad was pissed. And now he won't talk to me because he wants to make her happy. What I don't get is he would keep his relationship with someone you had sex with (this girl I speak of was never his girlfriend, just a chick on th side), but he won't keep the one who's been with him through all sorts of his emotional struggles.
But in his girlfriends perspective, I understand. So, I'm burying him-- for both of our sakes.
R.I.P. You're dead to me.