I won't let myself love another married man again....
I was in love with a married man. I tried not to fall. We worked together. We became friends and then things grew in intensity and feeling. He was 10 years my senior. He was kind and funny and saw things in me that I did not. He loved his wife but was no longer physical with her. They were exhausted from raising kids, from making ends meet. They were bored. He felt renewed in my company, as I did in his. We read to one another. We learned so much from those novels. We laughed. We really loved. I even loved his wife, his kids. But he wasn't leaving his family and he couldn't make me part of it. It ended. Painfully. So painfully. As I always knew it would. But I am grateful for every moment, every touch, every book read. How at home we were. He really saw me, knew me. We didn't make one another up. I won't let myself love another married man again, and I'm grateful for that, too.
Submitted by: Sandra
Wow, I never thought of showing any gratitude to the married guy I was involved with. He hurt me when he cut it off, but then I walked into it. He was never leaving his wife. He did show me a new world. It did feel good, but later, it couldn't have felt worse. I guess I'm still too close to it to feel grateful. I think I cried for two months.
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