Ok, 'in love with' might be a bit strong. I just feel really confused right now. Here's the story...
Around six years ago I was considering splitting up with my boyfriend, not sure if he was really right for me. Then I found myself pregnant. So we stayed together and have made a go of it. I'd always been strongly attracted to one of his friends, but hadn't really mentally gone there. Shortly after getting pregnant this guy, let's call him A, and I suddenly realised that we had a spark between us. At first this was unsaid - he was engaged to his girlfriend and I was pregnant, but later we had a flirtatious evening at a party where we tentatively grazed lips (not a snog) and stood next to each other saying romantic but impossible things. It was the most exciting night of my life.
My pregnancy continued, and A and I flirted via text message in a fairly low level, infrequent way. I had my baby and, though still driven mad by thoughts of A, I felt I ought to terminate our flirtation as it felt inappropriate and unfair on my partner and our baby.
I was devastated when I learned that A had split with his girlfriend (felt that maybe if I'd not got pregnant me and him could have made a go of things).
Since then he's moved to another country far away, has been married (a rebound hasty thing) and divorced, and is now living with a girlfriend. We're not really in touch but I still think about him a lot. I've had another child. Recently we had email communication - this was all on a polite, above board level, but reading between the lines I'd say that both of us were hinting a little that we felt something for each other.
I've suddenly got this overwhelming urge to email him and tell him that I've always loved him, and feel sad about our missed opportunities, but I feel that I probaly shouldn't. What would it achieve? My own relationship with my husband is ok - a bit boring but he's a lovely bloke and I know he loves me. Half of me thinks I'm just being a bored housewife looking for the excitment of an email flirtation to cheer up these times of drudgery. The other half of me thinks life is short and I should tell this guy how I feel about him.
Has anyone else felt like this? Tell me I'm just being daft and it'll go away.