You mean well, but you’re a broken f****** mess just like me.

I think that’s why I’m so attracted to you. But I love my wife too much to f*** up our marriage.

But I can’t help but think about you and wonder why you’re always using b******* excuses to talk to me. I know you like me, and I know you think about me too. I can feel it every time we speak.

Maybe the attraction is based on our wounded souls.

Maybe you like me because you know you can’t have me.

Maybe I like you because I know I shouldn’t look at you the way you look at me.

In a perfect world I would have the freedom to be with you and my wife so I would have the balance I need. But that could never happen.

I wish I could tell my wife how I feel, but it would hurt her. I don’t think she could understand that my attraction to you is more than physical.

I can never share this with you because I know you’d want to try to make it happen. I know you have the same perspectives on life and love that I do. But she won’t understand and she’s my universe and I need her love as much as I need to admit my attraction to you.

It’s not easy being a man…