I know it's a classic situation, but what does one do?
I've been at University for a year and throughout the year I became awfully good friends with one of my housemates (female). We get on better than you could ever imagine, have never argued and can talk endlessly for hours. To me, she is the perfect example of the perfect girl (for me, anyway). We both know we have a great friendship.
I decided about 3 months ago that I really, really like her. You know, when you get to the point in your mind where you're saying, "Yeah, I'm in love."
The trouble lies in the fact that she isn't single, and that's made even worse by the fact that her boyfriend (who is a couple of years older and visits our house every couple of weeks to see her) is an awesome and genuinely nice guy. I like him and we get on really well. When we go out to clubs and stuff, he always thanks me for looking after her and is glad that we're (meaning me and him) friends through her. We usually spend the whole time together when she is off with other friends, and it's always great.
Anyhow, I can't kind the feelings out of my head. I constantly try and tell myself there is no way this can happen, and even if it could, would I want it to? I'm friends with both of them, and although my friendship with the girl extends to regions of the highest order, it seems hopeless. I can't get rid of my embedded frustration.
My whole life has been a mixture of this situation. Everytime I like a girl, she is one of my best friend's girlfriends - either I've waited too late to tell them, or I've gotten to know them through my friends that they're dating.
Right now, I feel like Eric Clapton and the song Layla is the only thing that channels my frustration.
Any suggestions here? They'd be greatly appreciated.