ttoomuch

So I met this girl last year in an advertising award festival.
Pure atraction. But I'm married 12 years. And she just had that new boyfriend.
We kept the relation at a Professional/friendship level.
Until thirsday. It was her birthday & we had to talk biz ( a paint request for her company), so I invite her for lunch.

And as a birthday-present I paint this:


And she tells me she broke with the boyfriend.

At night I'm in the city alone (I mean without my wife) having a drink with friends at their new bar.
And I get that phone call, past midnight: <sob, sob, he did..., sob, sob>
Didn't understood anything, But hey, she's a friend, let's see each other & tell me.
She cried on my shoulder. She's so fragile, tiny & moves like a cat, her almond eyes where full of tears.
We end kissing each other.

But then had to stop.
She deserves a nice boyfriend, not a married hasshole 15 years older.
I can't do that to my wife and my son.

Why is life so F complicated? Why can I rip time continuum and have a whole 4 years love story in 0,005 sec of hour time in a paralel world.
Then come back & keep going with my life not hurting anybody?

I told the story to my wife yesterday, & she took it fine, because of telling the truth & confidence pact we have.