But is it though?
As of lately, I've been treading dangerous waters.
Waters that I swore to myself I wouldn't touch.
But I did.
So, a month ago I kissed a co-worker.
Ever since, we've been talking a little bit more (and not about work anymore).
He came on a cruise with my friends and I.
We've seen each other out of work a couple of times.
We made tentative plans to go to a theme park in 2 weeks.
It's been fun.
Except for the part where I started liking him.
That part sucks.
Just because I don't know exactly what he aims to get from this.
It could be one sided.
It could not be.
It pretty much sucks.
Oh and the best part?
He has been messing around with a co-worker from another office for a while.
For years actually.
They're friends.
I'm quasifriends with her.
It's a little bit bad.
Except not really because they have just used each other.
Anyway, yesterday we went for beers.
Them two and two other people.
I was actually a teeny bit jealous.
I shouldn't be jealous.
He's nothing but a friend.
Plus, jealousy is ugly.
I don't like feeling it.
It was terrible.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do.
Quasifriend has no idea that anything has happened between us.
To her, it's just him and her.
I should tell her because it's apparently the right thing.
It won't happen though after yesterday.
I think it's best to keep quiet.
Unless something semi serious happens, nothing will be shared with her.
It was just a little funny.
After an awkward incident between the three of us, I gave up the jealousy.
It was just too silly.
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