It started innocently enough, or so I thought. He was magnetic, charming, and from the very first interaction, there was an undeniable pull. We met through mutual friends, and soon, our chats turned into long, late-night conversations. It wasn’t a traditional romance; we both understood it was primarily physical. One evening, things escalated, and soon, we were intimately involved. It continued like that for a while – electric, intense, but always with that unspoken boundary of “physical only.” Then, life intervened. He moved to another city for work, and just like that, our arrangement, and what I thought was an easy-to-forget fling, ended.
My Heart’s Still Stuck: Why I Can’t Get Over My First ‘Physical Only’ Love
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