Image this, you being the other girl. You love this fool and decided it’s no harm, because at first you guys were having so much fun. Maybe at first he didn't even tell you he had a girlfriend and you thought maybe you had a chance, and when you find out you didn't  there was still this little bit of hope. And you find out he likes you too, but he can’t break up with his girlfriend (for some stupid reason, but you still believe it), and it’s all a thrill to you, so you go along with it. You go to his house, and eventually become great friends with his girlfriend and she tells you with all this confidence that she thinks he’s cheating, so you talked to him and told him that whatever happened between you guys needs to stop, but you “love” him, so in a second you go back to him. And everything is a cycle he sees you, only when he wants to and surprise visits and going out to places are limited because everyone knows he has a girlfriend.

 I just wanted to say, it couldn't have hurt that much when we stopped talking right? They day I told him I was more than his little toy and he can play with anytime he wanted. I didn't make him choose, because I knew he loved her, and now he’s married to her. It’s just for some reason he’s been asking my friend about me and know I can’t stop think about him, and how we should have gotten some closure.