To be fair, my timing wasn't the greatest either. I finally plucked up the courage to let him know how I felt the night before we both left, 4 days after he officially broke up with her. I'd liked him for months prior; since just before he got with her, so seeing him with her was hard enough. His emotions were still raw from the breakup, but at the time I thought it was a good idea and I really needed to get it out of my system.

We talked about it for hours; about how a relationship might look between us, about how he was flattered and was attracted to me and how he'd thought about being more than friends with me himself.

Then he kissed me.

God, it was a good kiss. He even said so himself.

So after a few weeks of not seeing each other and a little bit of flirting over text now and again--we talked a lot less than we otherwise would--I saw him again.

On the day we met he'd gone for coffee with his ex and it had brought some feelings back, and he admitted to me that he wasn't over her at all and that they talked about getting back together at some point in the future; and that if she asked him to, he would without hesitation.

He was very apologetic and has stopped talking to me as much "to be considerate of my feelings", which I appreciate; but it also means that our close friendship has been ruined.

So, not only do I have the pain of getting over him, but I have the pain of losing him as my closest friend and will probably have to deal with the pain of seeing him with the same ex again.

My head is all over the place right now so I'm sorry if this doesn't make much sense.

Thanks for reading.