Love

Before I begin telling my tale, let me tell you I am not the least bit proud of how we began. I pray one day I will be forgiven. People were hurt, and there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about that. I met Bryan two years ago. He began working for the other company my president owned. I pulled up to the parking lot with my fiance and there he was. I got so many butterflies in my stomach that I thought I would throw up. Standing at 6 ft. 3 1/2 inches, Hazel green eyes and dirty blonde hair, smitten would be the only word that comes to mind. I was introduced to him by his future brother in law (he too was engaged). We would run into each other here and there. Sometimes meet up for smoke breaks together. My fiance left for a few months on training and I tell you, that's when everything in my apt. decides it wants to break. Bryan had come by a few times to help with minor repairs and you could cut the tension with a knife. We developed a friendship throughout this time. I didn't want to disrespect what each of us had, so I had no choice but to leave it at that. I went to visit my fiance while he was away. Let me tell you my fiance and I had a bit of intimacy issues. The issue was he didn't desire me sexually period. But I know there is more to a relationship than sex, and other than that, we were perfect. I figured the months apart would strike up the passion we once had for one another. Well to sum it up in one word-Nothing happened. Let me tell you if you want to mess with your ego buy two very expensive lingerie and leave your future husband with them still in tags. The day I arrived back home from the visit, I had dinner with Bryan. We kissed. It was the most passionate kiss I have ever had in my life. I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. So like any other woman would do when they know they messed up, I avoided him like the plague. He finally caught up to me. I had strong feelings for Bryan, but I wasn't sure what they were. I also knew I still very much loved my fiance, although being in love was another question. I decided to leave Bryan alone try to work things out with my Fiance. That didn't work. I missed him so much. I would call him when I couldn't take it, and vice versa. He broke up with his fiance (nothing to do with me) and was single. I went through with the wedding even though I knew in my heart I was no longer in love with him nor did I want to be with him. Truth be told, I felt bad for my fiance. He is a good man, but just not the one for me. My husband left again for training, this time for 8 month, one month after we got married. I started hanging out with Bryan again. No- nothing went on but when my husband came home, I left him. My heart belonged to Bryan for along time, I just didn't want to admit it to myself. Bryan and I have been together for almost a year. And despite how things began, we are taking our time and it is going pretty well. I love him. I love him like I have never loved anyone else. I don't know what the future holds, but even if things don't work out, I can look back in my life and say I took a chance and I won't have to sing my should've could've would've.

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