During a break with my girlfriend in college, I finally acted on a curiosity I'd buried for years. I invited a bi friend over, and things just happened naturally. We explored each other, it was intense but left me feeling conflicted. A year later, after my breakup, I saw her again, but even then, I held back. Now, years later, I still date men, but every now and then, I get hit with that same craving. It lingers in the back of my mind, like unfinished business. Part of me wonders if I’ll ever reach out one last time, just to finish what I started. But maybe it’s not really about her, maybe it’s just about figuring myself out along the way