I'm in love with a woman that I will never let myself be with. I continue to choose my family, my wife and children, over her even though I was in love with her before even dating my wife. She doesn't know how I feel, and I can't see how she could even have a clue, I have a pretty good poker face. She moved across the country to be with her boyfriend and I thought it would be easier to ignore these feelings if she was farther away. But then she calls, to ask a question about something or to see how I have been, and just hearing her voice sends me down this spiral of aching for her, aching to know what it would feel like for her to run her fingers through my hair, to go for nightly walks by her side. She would never hurt me as my wife has. I should have...I could have... but I didn't. And now I have made so many promises that I can't, in good conscience, do anything but stay.