Tats walked in and watched me while I was lost in thought. He senses that I'm not right, that I am sad. Why the fuck did I send that email to you. I feel so fucking ridiculous. I have this strange feeling I've ruined everything. I crossed a line I know you didn't want me to cross. But what the fuck do I know about what you want or think or feel?
He keeps prodding. He knows me well enough to know when somethings on my mind. He's upset I won't share with him. I can't blame him, I ask him to be honest with me about his life and relationships but I won't do the same. But how can I tell him I'm in love with a married man?
God it sounds so cliche.
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