Later that night, when she was fast asleep, I stood in the open window for a long while and listened to the rain outside. I thought about our relationship and I wished that it didn’t have to end. I didn’t want to go back to being friends and it wasn’t only because I liked being intimate with her. It was also because I didn’t want to lose my place in her heart. She had told me she loved me and I realized then that I loved her back. She was right. We can be in love with more than one person at the same time. But I had seen her with him. I had seen the way they looked at each other. Whatever I did, however much she liked being with me, I would never compare to him and I would never be able to give her what she needed. She needed security. She needed someone steady and that wasn’t me.