I slept with my best friend, and it ruined our friendship. After we had sex, we pretty much forced ourselves into a serious relationship, but what was once a dream of mine turned out to be a nightmare. Being best friends does not automatically make you the best significant other ever. Both of us - to this point - never were particularly good at keeping up a good and healthy relationship. Neither of us knew how to work through problems, and our issues got bigger and bigger until we both realized that we were not what each other expected. We went separate ways after the end of our relationship, and because we saw each other's worst character traits, we walked away and never talked again.
It was amazing. Fireworks, man! She and I always had some sexual tension between us; it started out slow, cuddling here and there, feeling each other up, you know how it is. We went all the way one night, and both admitted it was awesome. We had never felt that kind of connection before, but afterwards things became awkward. Our friendship turned into a guessing game of who liked who more, and soon misunderstandings dominated every conversation. The fun aspect of our dynamic was replaced with confusion and distance.
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