We weren’t meant to happen. We say this to each other all the time. You liked her and I was talking to him, but fate brought us together that drunk foggy night. It felt so right. You instantly became more than my lover but my best friend.
Everything is different now, and this scares me. A part of me feels like I’m cheating because we are hidden from our friends. I would have never thought it would be you. Im trying to stay positive and say we will last. I just know we won’t, but i don’t want to let you go. Not yet…
I wish this gut feeling will go away, but i know its what will happen.
You make me really happy, but the reality is we were just a drunk hook up.