Best Friends With Benefits

The other night I had a mini makeout session with my best friend. My best friend who is also a groomsman in my upcoming wedding next year. It wasn't much, just a little kissy kissy. But with him, they are the kind of kisses one yearns for. They are the sweet, pouty lipped, passionate kisses that every couple in love should have. But wait, we're not in love. I'm engaged! And my best friend--my male best friend--considers my fiance to be one of his best friends too. So, why is it that no matter how long we know each other... no matter how many times we try to get over each other... we can't ever kick the fact that we have an unbelievable chemistry between us? And in our drunken stupor the other night, we somehow ended up on the floor ecxhanging passionate kisses and repeated "I love yous". ...I love yous?! What? Yes. Yes, I do love him. I love him more than anything. But sometimes it just really throws a wrench in the works. My soon to be marriage is the only thing I have going for me right now. Who knows if I'll ever accomplish anything else in life. I can't mess it up.