That Friday morning, I woke up knowing something was gonna happen.

Although not sure what exactly it will be, I was willing to go through the day ready for what will come.

Stopping myself from picking up his calls wasn’t working anymore. I knew he wasn’t good for me, but I just couldn’t help myself being around him.

He played his cards right. He wasn’t the forceful type, neither would he let his feelings known. For me, that was the attraction!!!

I just couldn’t help it!!! He became a fantasy

What kept me from doing anything with him was that I had someone already.

Guilty huh ?, yh right, exactly how I felt.

Let me ask a question. Have you ever given to someone what you’ve never given to your partner?

Joe and I wanted to stay celibate. Even kissing was out of the question.

But here I was helpless before a guy I had only known for less than a month.

I felt guilty, it was my deepest regret. I felt dirty, I felt being warned with my odd feelings in the morning but still gave in.

I woke up on Saturday and realized how vulnerable I was. I cried, I beat up myself. Couldn’t help but call myself a weak fool and a terrible CHEAT… 

I’ll spill out details later but just know that it’s been 2 years already, and today I laugh about it.