I've been married to a great guy for a year and a half. We've been together for four years. I love him but there was another man. I met him when I was 20. He was a friend of a friend. He became one of my circle of friends. I adored him first then loved him. My love for him was overwhelming. I tried flirting and sending signal after signal. I made sure we were alone together often. He just never seemed interested even though I made it obvious I wanted to be with him and I allowed myself to move on because the hurt was to much to bear. He is the love of my life. We danced at my wedding and when he held me in his arms I cried as the most emotional moment of my life. I so wished that he was the man I had married. But he wasn't. I'm expecting my husband and my first child in August.

A friend of mine told me two weeks ago that the love of my life was depressed when I got married. He was drunk and told her how much he cared for me and how much it hurt him that I was with someone else. He told our friend that he loved me. He said that he never told me because he couldn't imagine me looking at him as more than a friend and he didn't think he could handle me rejecting him.

I've hardly slept or ate in two weeks. My husband is worried about me because I've been crying. My heart is torn from my chest. I'm in pain all day. Why, why why couldn't one of us have just told the other how we felt?? Why??

I've come close to running to him again and again these last few weeks. I picture him hurting and want to make it go away. But I can't. I'm married. I made my choice and have to snap out of it. I'm going to have someone else's baby. Someone who loves me and had the courage to tell me so.

My friend made me promises not to say anything to this beautiful man who only know I find out loves me. And I won't. For both of us to know would be too much.

If you love someone, please tell them. Tell them before it's too late. If they don't love you back at least you'll know for sure.