Someone said "I thought you had already decided not to go polyamorous?"

Well, in truth, I almost had. The "almost" part was a small hope that my relationship with Eva could turn poly or at least accepting when faced with exactly the kind of thing that happened two weeks ago.

That was silly to the extreme, really, but hey, there it is. What it proved was that I hadn't considered our relationship deeply enough, with everything it implies. I had not considered what to do with overwhelming emotions well enough. I actually thought I could limit it to "friendship", and, well, that wasn't the whole truth. It's sometimes incredible how powerful loving energies are.