When I was a senior in high school, I had a bestfriend.This guy was the one person on Earth that I could tell everything to.The closer we got, the more I fell for him. But, he had a girlfriend so I swore to myself I wouldn’t let anything happen. Every night we would sit on his bed and he would tell me how much he hated her, how crazy she was. Eventually, he came forward with his feelings for me but I still said nothing was going to happen. One night, we were both completely drunk and he kissed me.I let it happen for a really long time, much longer than I should have. That night was only just a kiss, but the feeling I got when he kissed me was something I had never felt before. A couple of days later it wasn’t just kissing anymore. I would spend every weekend at his house, I only went home to shower. It was honestly the best 3 months of my life. I was so in love with him that most of the time I forgot he had a girlfriend. When his girlfriend did find out, my whole world came crashing down around me.They broke up, but that didn’t mean him and I were ever the same.We don’t even talk anymore, and we haven’t in 8 months. The look on his girlfriends face when she confronted me about it spoke so many words of hurt, and confusion. To this day, everytime I think about it I don’t think about how great it was, or he was, but I think of that look on her face and I feel so disgusting.Do I regret it?No. Would I ever do it again? No. I wrote this so you know through all of this hatefulness being commented that you aren’t alone girl.
When I was a senior in high school, I had a bestfriend.This guy was the one person on Earth that I could tell everything to.The closer we got, the more I fell for him. But, he had a girlfriend so I swore to myself I wouldn’t let anything happen. Every night we would sit on his bed and he would tell me how much he hated her, how crazy she was. Eventually, he came forward with his feelings for me but I still said nothing was going to happen. One night, we were both completely drunk and he kissed me.I let it happen for a really long time, much longer than I should have. That night was only just a kiss, but the feeling I got when he kissed me was something I had never felt before. A couple of days later it wasn’t just kissing anymore. I would spend every weekend at his house, I only went home to shower. It was honestly the best 3 months of my life. I was so in love with him that most of the time I forgot he had a girlfriend. When his girlfriend did find out, my whole world came crashing down around me.They broke up, but that didn’t mean him and I were ever the same.We don’t even talk anymore, and we haven’t in 8 months. The look on his girlfriends face when she confronted me about it spoke so many words of hurt, and confusion. To this day, everytime I think about it I don’t think about how great it was, or he was, but I think of that look on her face and I feel so disgusting.Do I regret it?No. Would I ever do it again? No. I wrote this so you know through all of this hatefulness being commented that you aren’t alone girl.