I’ve been seeing him for over six months now. I’m married with one child and he’s married with three children. We met on a networking site and fell in love. We finally met in person and it made me fall for him even more. His touch, his kiss, and everything else about him is amazing. I plan to see him more and more. I’m deeply in love with him. I would love to have him for myself. I would do anything for him. Part of me knows I’m wrong, but the rest of me is too blinded by love. I know the consequences of our actions, but I need him. I can’t go a day without hearing from him. We have talked everyday for the last six months. I stay with my husband for our child. My love is elsewhere, and I’m content with that. Regardless of how wrong this is, I need this man. I want this man, but I know that I can’t fully have him. I accept the limits of our love as long as he’s in my life. If I could, I’d scream, “I love him. I love him,” from a rooftop.