Many years ago, before my marriage I found myself caught up in my feelings. I wanted love from a guy who I was friends with very badly, however we were supposedly just friends and he was in a serious relationship with his girlfriend of almost a year during that time. Back then he was the guy, I really thought I had a future with. I was holding on to his half-ass promises of him leaving her to be with me. Let’s just say to speed this very frank story up that days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and another year flew right on by. Being caught up in the thought of him being with me made me wish that it was me who he was spending New Year’s Eve with while watching the fireworks from a distance.