Today’s post is on unrequited love, no I’m not talking about Romeo and Juliet, I’m talking about when you’re in a relationship and one partner feels more for the other. Such a thing happens all the time, I’ve always said it’s better for my partner to love me more that way if anything happens it’ll make things easier somehow and I won’t be so hurt. So it’s often been the case where my relationships follow the same pattern. Such a case happened a year ago. Now I don’t have to remind you I’m in my mid thirthies and the biological clock is ticking, no make that ringing non-stop. So I was dating a really great guy. Good job, nice house, really loved me, all the trimmings right? Wrong. There was an important thing missing: my love. I’d go to sleep every night praying I’d wake up in love with the man but to no avail. It didn’t matter what the guy did or didn’t do, I felt only great affection and nothing more.
Sure I went through all the paces, we looked at houses, dreamed a little until I just couldn’t live with myself anymore and things had to end. I wish I could say I took the high road and ended things the right way, if there is such a thing. Instead I had an affair and he inevitably found out. Things ended all right but not without a lot of pain and suffering. I wish I could go back and make things right. The good news is he’s forgiven me and we still chat from time to time. He is a good man and will make some girl really happy some day, just not me.
I wonder who will?
Do you have any similar stories of unrequited love? Weigh in!