All of that being said, I get it. I am not generally a jealous person so often times I expect my husband to be on the same page with me. But for him, it's a matter of wrong and right, not a little green eyed monster frowning down at something he can't have. He already has what he wants, and he doesn't take it for granted.
It has been a growing process; a process in which lines and expectations are made, a process in which a standard is set. A process in which, I have come to understand human nature more adequately.
Men and women can be acquainted, but never close friends. It just doesn't work. Someone, at some point, gets their feelings hurt. I think the stubborn girl in me wants to believe that the latter - that friends are just friends.
But, deep deep deeeeeeeeep down inside I hate that it's the truth. Letting go of an idea is hard.