Torn

A/N: This is just a short poem that describes the inner turmoil that I have been dealing with recently. Hope you enjoy. Please read and review.

My fiance is the man that I have known for almost three whole years now. He has been the only man that I have allowed in my heart for the last three years of mfe. fe.

He is everything that is familiar and comfortable for me. I have promised to love him for the rest of my life without any hesitation.

Not once have I ever questioned the way I feel about him until the day I met a guy who took me by surprise.

He was cool and nice and made me laugh every time that we talked and he always took the time to listen to what I had to say.

Soon I found myself thinking of him without even being around him. He invaded my thoughts with no warning and completely took over.

I have never thought myself to be so easthrothrown off course by meeting someone new.

He has been everything that my fiance has not. This man is incredible to say the least. It almost doesn’t really even do him justice to say that he is amazing or fantastic.

This man has somehow slipped his way into my heart and became more than just an acquaintance practically over night.

I wonder to myself when did this happen? How did this happen? How can I sleep at night knowing that I have an attraction towards another man besides my fiance?

I am deeply in love with my fiance but my heart can’t deny that I do harbor some sort of affection for this other man that started out as just my friend.

Am I a horrible person for having these feelings? I wonder if I should stay away from this man and forget our great friendship or keep our bond even though I know that I am attracted to him?

My heart feels like it’s being pulled in two different directions and I’m not sure how much more of this I can bear.

How do I stop myself from feeling so out of control? I’m not about to give up what I have with my fiance, after all he is the love of my life.

On the other hand I fully intend to remain friends with the man that I have grown to care about as more than just friends do.

So it would seem that my torture has yet to come to an end and I will continue to be torn by my love for my fiance and my attraction to my friend.