For the past 3ish years I have gone through a life-altering experience. I have been in love with a man I am not married to. This song has been my life recently.
He and I became friends immediately. I definitely felt an intense connection with him, I hadn't experienced before. Whether you call it great fondness, true love, major lust- it was real. Every relationship has a unique chemistry and I think ours was pretty special. Every time we were together it was powerful. We saw each other quite a bit, but never enough. I loved spending time with him. Our time together always seemed to go by much too quickly.
When he decided to dissolve our friendship I was devastated, but I also understood. He and I had gotten too close to each other and we were both already married to great people. I knew I needed to carry on with my life. Although I missed him a lot (he had become a very good friend to me), I did my best to "move on" and give him his space. I had no hard feelings because, as difficult as it was, I knew that our friendship could potentially turn into something dangerous at any point.
I'd like to mention that I have been with the same man for 15 years. I have never before acted in a way that could be considered "unfaithful". Obviously, that is no longer the case. This friend threw me over the edge into completely unfamiliar territory.
I took responsibility for my feelings. My husband not only knew from my telling him, but from the look on my face every time I saw this man in my husband's presence. I also apologized to the man that I loved and to his wife for my "crossing the line".
I am not going to get into the traumatic games that transpired, but believe me they were severe. I will never be the kind of person who cries "victim" because it does take two in a relationship. I absolutely accept responsibility for my part in the madness. But, I will forever wonder why a simple face to face conversation could not have sufficed. What he and I have been through is not easy, by any means.
So, if I came into his life to show him that he must value the life he has, then my role was not insignificant. If we are all supposed to live our lives by "God's plan" and do what is considered "right" in his eyes, there is comfort and beauty in that, yet I won't allow that to belittle the love I experienced. It was IMPORTANT to go through that relationship. To realize that you have a wonderful life JUST THE WAY IT IS.
I refuse to believe that a very powerful, life-changing (or not, in this case) experience meant nothing. It can go nowhere, yes, I understand that. But, that is ENTIRELY different than believing it was meaningless. I choose to believe this love I experienced and the trauma of the lessons learned were all in fact, part of God's plan.
For the past 3ish years I have gone through a life-altering experience. I have been in love with a man I am not married to. This song has been my life recently.
He and I became friends immediately. I definitely felt an intense connection with him, I hadn't experienced before. Whether you call it great fondness, true love, major lust- it was real. Every relationship has a unique chemistry and I think ours was pretty special. Every time we were together it was powerful. We saw each other quite a bit, but never enough. I loved spending time with him. Our time together always seemed to go by much too quickly.
When he decided to dissolve our friendship I was devastated, but I also understood. He and I had gotten too close to each other and we were both already married to great people. I knew I needed to carry on with my life. Although I missed him a lot (he had become a very good friend to me), I did my best to "move on" and give him his space. I had no hard feelings because, as difficult as it was, I knew that our friendship could potentially turn into something dangerous at any point.
I'd like to mention that I have been with the same man for 15 years. I have never before acted in a way that could be considered "unfaithful". Obviously, that is no longer the case. This friend threw me over the edge into completely unfamiliar territory.
I took responsibility for my feelings. My husband not only knew from my telling him, but from the look on my face every time I saw this man in my husband's presence. I also apologized to the man that I loved and to his wife for my "crossing the line".
I am not going to get into the traumatic games that transpired, but believe me they were severe. I will never be the kind of person who cries "victim" because it does take two in a relationship. I absolutely accept responsibility for my part in the madness. But, I will forever wonder why a simple face to face conversation could not have sufficed. What he and I have been through is not easy, by any means.
So, if I came into his life to show him that he must value the life he has, then my role was not insignificant. If we are all supposed to live our lives by "God's plan" and do what is considered "right" in his eyes, there is comfort and beauty in that, yet I won't allow that to belittle the love I experienced. It was IMPORTANT to go through that relationship. To realize that you have a wonderful life JUST THE WAY IT IS.
I refuse to believe that a very powerful, life-changing (or not, in this case) experience meant nothing. It can go nowhere, yes, I understand that. But, that is ENTIRELY different than believing it was meaningless. I choose to believe this love I experienced and the trauma of the lessons learned were all in fact, part of God's plan.