I have loved a man for nearly three years. Liked him longer.
He broke up with me nineteen days after our anniversary.
I still love him and I'm making him hate me.
We've decided to stay friends and try to "friends with benefits" thing. No one knows we're friends again. No one knows we've pleasured each other.
I know he's not the right guy for me, but I still love him and I'm slowly making him hate me. He's my closest friend and I have no one to talk to about this. No one knows.
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