You saved me from a broken heart You saved me from a broken heart. Helped me catch my breath when i was drowning in my tears. You helped me shed my ugly past and reintroduced me to the beauty of the world. Of course I would mistake our intimacy for something more. For feelings I don't think I am even capable of feeling.Whether you recognized it or not, you were a dear friend. I only allow my friends to see me in despair and I only allow my friends to help lick my wounds until they are no more than ugly scars. And I have never ever been so intimate with such a friend. I think somewhere along our journey as friends, we took the road less traveled by- or shall I say, the road not recommended lol. For lack of better words, I think we may have made a mistake. Not only have I misconstrued my feelings for something more, but I think our physical encounter may have broken the special connection I thought we shared.To you, I am sure I was just another friend. But to me, you were the person put in my life to open up my eyes. You showed me how BEAUTIFUL i really am, and you made me realize there is more to life out there than just "Him".I heard somewhere, that before you are born, God plans out your life. God puts people in your life to learn things from and to experience things with. I believe this is true with everybody who has come in and out of my life. And I also believe this to be true with you. You made me realize what I want from my man. Like you, I want someone who is comfortable with being themselves. Like you, I want someone who is so driven and motivated. Like you, I want someone who knows how to have fun. Like you, I want someone who loves and lives their life. And like you, I have learned to try and be all of those things too.Although I am so grateful to have learned so much, I am also a bit saddened. I have lost my friend forever. I will never look at you in the same light. We crossed the line of friendship and danced with the devil of lust and I am certain that a friendship can not be maintained with a hint of lust hiding in the shadow. Lurking in the darkness always ready to bear it's ugly yet irresistable teeth and send us off into a state of utter bliss. Hiding, waiting patiently, or maybe impatiently, for it to be called upon. Perhaps it may never be called upon again and those times of passion will be labeled as "the past" and will be put away with all the other memories. How bitter sweet.I do not regret that mistake that made my body melt and that put my heart together piece by piece because if we had never committed that act, I would have never realized so much. However, I can not help but feel a bit of resentment toward my friend. I feel resentment because of the distance that you allowed to come between us, distance that is becoming open space that is yearning to be filled. Or maybe I only have myself to blame. Maybe I am the one who has distanced myself, and you have been there all along. Maybe I am afraid to get my heart broken again by that one person who saved me from the devastating grip of a broken heart. How ironic THAT would be. And I can assure you, something like that would DEFINITLEY happen to me ;)

You saved me from a broken heart. Helped me catch my breath when i was drowning in my tears. You helped me shed my ugly past and reintroduced me to the beauty of the world. Of course I would mistake our intimacy for something more. For feelings I don't think I am even capable of feeling.

Whether you recognized it or not, you were a dear friend. I only allow my friends to see me in despair and I only allow my friends to help lick my wounds until they are no more than ugly scars. And I have never ever been so intimate with such a friend. I think somewhere along our journey as friends, we took the road less traveled by- or shall I say, the road not recommended lol. For lack of better words, I think we may have made a mistake. Not only have I misconstrued my feelings for something more, but I think our physical encounter may have broken the special connection I thought we shared.

To you, I am sure I was just another friend. But to me, you were the person put in my life to open up my eyes. You showed me how BEAUTIFUL i really am, and you made me realize there is more to life out there than just "Him".

I heard somewhere, that before you are born, God plans out your life. God puts people in your life to learn things from and to experience things with. I believe this is true with everybody who has come in and out of my life. And I also believe this to be true with you. You made me realize what I want from my man. Like you, I want someone who is comfortable with being themselves. Like you, I want someone who is so driven and motivated. Like you, I want someone who knows how to have fun. Like you, I want someone who loves and lives their life. And like you, I have learned to try and be all of those things too.

Although I am so grateful to have learned so much, I am also a bit saddened. I have lost my friend forever. I will never look at you in the same light. We crossed the line of friendship and danced with the devil of lust and I am certain that a friendship can not be maintained with a hint of lust hiding in the shadow. Lurking in the darkness always ready to bear it's ugly yet irresistable teeth and send us off into a state of utter bliss. Hiding, waiting patiently, or maybe impatiently, for it to be called upon. Perhaps it may never be called upon again and those times of passion will be labeled as "the past" and will be put away with all the other memories. How bitter sweet.

I do not regret that mistake that made my body melt and that put my heart together piece by piece because if we had never committed that act, I would have never realized so much. However, I can not help but feel a bit of resentment toward my friend. I feel resentment because of the distance that you allowed to come between us, distance that is becoming open space that is yearning to be filled. Or maybe I only have myself to blame. Maybe I am the one who has distanced myself, and you have been there all along. Maybe I am afraid to get my heart broken again by that one person who saved me from the devastating grip of a broken heart. How ironic THAT would be. And I can assure you, something like that would DEFINITLEY happen to me ;)