I love you and hate you at the same time.
You can say we are close friends, soul mates, friends who get to be lovers.
You can tell me how you love experimenting with me, how nothing is taboo, how easy it is to talk to me, how much you enjoy being open with me, how there are no limits, no judging, only acceptance.
I feel the connection too, you ‘get me’ as much as I ‘get you.’ I love you for making me feel the way I do when I’m with you.
But it doesn’t matter what you say or how you say it or how you make me feel, we are still having an affair behind your wife’s back.
I hate you because your wife is my best friend…