It's happened to almost everyone:
You meet someone and you're getting along swimmingly but there's something missing. Yeah, he's cute, he makes you smile, he's got a nice style. Could this develop into something more? Maybe. Or maybe not.
Then you meet his friend. His exponentially hotter, funnier, more charismatic friend. And you hit it off. Sparks are everywhere. You're staring deeply into each others eyes. Butterflies are going wild inside. Within the space of an hour you've decided he's the one.
But wait...
How exactly did the Universe guide you to this hidden treasure? Oh yeah. Him. The guy you met first who has now become the third wheel. The friend whose feelings must now be taken into account.
You never meant for this to happen but The Universe is a trickster. How were you supposed to know that the yang to your yin was the friend of the guy who just last week mustered up the nerve to ask for your number. The guy you've been talking to every night for the past few days. Cute text messages in the morning. Whispered kisses good night.
Now you can't wait til he's out of sight so that you can exchange digits with his niggie. What kind of charlatan are you?
How could you do this to him? .... How could you not. When you find magnetism as strong as the feeling pulsating through your entire being how can you ignore it? As Third World rightly put it... How could it be forbidden if it's love????
Unless of course it's just LUST. Pure unadulterated lust. Lust strong enough to bore its way into a friendship.
You don't talk to him as much anymore. His friends voice is the first thing you hear every morning and the last thing you hear before you drift off to sleep.
He must know. How could he not? You never speak anymore. One word text messages. A cold wind swiftly swept through your pseudo-relationship.
He asks you if there's someone else. You wonder if he knows. So you say yes. He asks when. You try not to lie.
You know that on more than one occasion you've been on the phone with his friend while he was over at his house. You heard them teasing him about the new 'kyatty' he's been talking to.
Has he connected the dots? He sounds forlorn as you try to bring the conversation to an end.
How could you be so heartless? Suddenly the cloud you've been floating on since you met his friend doesn't seem as high anymore.
And as you descend, you realize, maybe you were in love with the attention more so than the objects of the attention.
You feel horrible, although technically you've done nothing wrong. The heart wants what the heart wants.
Nevertheless you make a choice. You choose their friendship over your selfish desires.
You toy with the idea of having them both but quickly dismiss it. The male ego is too fragile for such frivolities.
So here you are a week and a half later. Two men less. All alone again.
C'est la vie.
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Nadya Dee
You shoulda went with the one that made you swoon! As you said, the heart wants what the heart wants. Screw his friend's feelings. There are other fish in the sea for him, after all, its not like you made him a commitment or anything.
ReplyDeleteWhy am I only now responding to this comment??? lol... oh well better late than never... thanks MB! You're the best! Solid advice there!
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