Other Man Other Than The Main Man



Being the other man has always seemed to be great position for most men. He gets to experience a woman at her best, without all her problems, because your not the source. He is the reliever, the outlet, and the consoler. You come to him for refuge and you know that he's not exactly the permanent fix. He's like ice cream, after a big fight.

There's an absence of pressure. You love that he relieves you of your burden of love. He is a release from all that built up pressure. This release is similar to the deterioration of a great iceberg: an iceberg where a blast of water shoots to the heaven, and the mist lingers over the occurrences.

There's a freedom, that you have. He can do really as he pleases, because he doesn't belong to you. Like a stray cat he can wander around the four corners of the world arrive at your doorstep and you will treat him as if he never left.

Is cheating ever right? Do you have a side boo? Why do you feel like you even need a side boo? What would you do if your side boo wanted commitment?