It isn't my problem, or my issue but I feel so crushed. You were out of my life, although I thought about you, you were gone. So you walk back into my life, we are just going to be friends, and I am okay with that. Then you decide to tell me that you have missed me, and that you love me. You tell me that you want a wife and a mom for M and when you think about that, I am always the one who comes to mind.  So after talking you say you want to spend time with me. We make plans, you cancel. We make more plans, you cancel again. You don't make plans with me again.
We keep flirting, invitations go back and forth. Nothing happens. We get together one night. My boys meet you. You kiss me at the end of the night. The next day you ask me to be your date at a movie premiere. I tell you that you would have to pick me up. You tell me you will call me back in a little while and let me know. I never hear back from you.
Now do I have a right to be mad, be bitter? Hell yes. Am I? No. I just let it go, because I love you. Stupid mistake on my part. I just open the door to let you hurt me again. So I just continue to be your friend. Why? Because I told you I would be your friend no matter what. So then you just have to make some sexual comments towards me again. So I say something back to you, and we start talking. I finally bring it up. I tell you how I feel.
I love you, and you admit to love me. I like my life better when you are in it, and vice versa. We like the same things. We make each other smile. My kids like you, and your daughter likes me. We have amazing sex. We are incredibly attracted to each other.
But because you are scared of being hurt again you won't pursue anything with me........

Even though I have never did anything to hurt you. You have continually hurt me, and I stuck around. Looks like I am a complete glutton for punishment. Friends, yes, but my heart is no longer involved.