Pinterest in Magma

Last night my wife confronted me about one of my followers on Pinterest. It is Her. She and I had been carrying on an affair for a long time long distance. My contact with her which was at one time daily had been reduced dramatically to a rare e-mail every now and again and by the tone of the e-mails I could tell it was strained. Uncomfortable. I was just hoping she didn't hate me.

Well my wife told me that I was ask her to stop following me on Pinterest. She of course grabs my phone and logs into my facebook account and inboxes her to stop following me. I knew in my heart this was not good. The last shred of friendship I thought I still had was about to disappear and by a fresh post in this site by her I know very well she is more than just upset.

I don't expect anything to come of this entry, it is more for me to vent privately as I know very well the friendship I've lost and my hands are dirty with guilt. I could've left well enough alone with a friendship which had been long standing but pushed it.

I can never speak of Her aloud again for fear I will dredge up these wounds in my wife's heart. I don't want to hurt her and yet at the same time my heart is sunk for a friendship which was worth holding onto.

Some people know you well enough to finish your sentences, read you in such a way which although strange is comforting.

I will never be fully able to wash the memories of Her from my mind but at this point I will do as I've been asked.

I will stop.