Hopefully some of you have similar stories to share...

There was a girl who worked for me in the Navy.
We got along well and she caught my attention the first time I saw her. She had everything I liked in a girl.
We hooked up in a port one night and spent the next three days together until we had to go back to the ship and work again.
I told her I was conflicted because I didn't know if I was going to stay with the Navy and that having a relationship with a subordinate could cause me problems. So we cooled off.
By the time we got back to our home port, I decided I wanted be with her anyway, but it seemed like she never had time for me.
After the third weekend I asked her to go to dinner and she gave me another lame excuse why she couldn't I realized I'd been placed squarely in the friendzone.
This was affirmed by the fact that she started telling me about some other guy she'd met.

I asked her if she thought he was good looking and if she'd date him. She said yes.
Well, I happened to have some friends in common with said dude, so I called him and told him she was interested, but waiting for him to make a move. I told him to hurry up and get her, cuz a girl like that doesn't stay single for long.

Well, he grabbed her up and now their married and happy.

For a while I kept thinking I should have done something different. i had to remind myself that theres always someone else. It took a while for me to accept that she probably just put some thought into it and couldn't picture herself with me.

That hurts, you know.
Finding the one with every quality youve been wishing to see in anyone, then finding out you aren't what they want.

Part of it was I couldn't stand to feel that when I was around our mutual friends.
Part of it was that I'd murder any lesser man than me for putting his hands on her.

I get thank you emails from them sometimes. They still don't understand why I did it. The guy thought I was screwing with him at first. Then he thought he owed me something.

Looking back, I like to think I did it for good reasons. But the truth is, I knew the rest of the guys who were trying to get in her pants and I wanted to strangle most of them to death for thinking about it.
In the end,
I may have done the morally correct thing, even if accidentally.

Today, I keep meeting closet psychopaths who want to control me. Dirtbag girls with criminal friends. Druggies. Hookers. Leeches. Desparate women who claim they aren't married.
That girl that I had, if only for a couple days, is the reason I don't just settle in for a life of unpredictable moodswings, pills, and daddy issues with some slampig.

The good ones are out there. They're just at home, watching TV and their friends are trying to get out of the friendzone.

Moral of the story.
She'll be happier without you as a friend. youll be happier with someone who doesnt friendzone you.