This will be a somewhat short story He kisses me every chance he gets, but he's not mine. He makes love to me as if my body only belongs to him, but he's not mine. He holds me and rubs my back after sex, but he's not mine. He takes me on dates and pays the bill, but he's not mine. We argue like a couple, but he's not mine. He begs me to forgive him after we argue, but he's not mine. How could somebody who I'm not in a relationship with break my heart so bad? Read to find out.