This has exactly happened to me. I have been seeing this guy for the past 6 weeks and I knew from the beginning that he was only in my city for work until the end of this month (he left yesterday). I did keep seeing this guy because he was interesting, and I have been able to open up about my troubled past and so has he. I have tried to be honest and open to the best of my ability. But the past 2 weeks, we have been seeing each other more often and all these emotions were coming to me, he is going to leave but I want to be with him. Being with him felt so good, I would loose track of time when I was with him, he made me laugh, he let me be myself, and worst of all he made me start to fall in love with him. It felt like I have known him 10 years and I can honestly say he knows me more than anyone, all my boyfriendsand friends combined. I have only said those 3 little but powerful words to one person before, my 7 year long ex. In one of our conversations I mention that my ex couldn't ever see me cry and would leave the room. So the guy asked the question, When was the last time you cried? Since we both were doing the honesty thing, I told him I cried the day before. When he asked for the reason (he wants the deep honest answer and never lets me get away with half the truth), I could only bring myself to say it was because of him and that he was leaving. He asks for me to tell him what was I feeling when I was crying and I answer with tears in my eyes that I was upset, angry and sad (avoiding telling him the reason that I was starting to fall for him and it was breaking my heart). I know he knows that there is something I'm not being open about, but what good would it do to tell him I'm falling in love with him, he has to leave anyways, doesn't believe in long distance relationships and has told me that I am not not ready for a boyfriend since I still have some issues to deal with from my past. So yesterday morning while still bed, I told him, "if I have to be honest with you the truth is I am going to miss you when you leave and the reason this hurts so much is because I am falling in love with you." He didn't say anything to this. We did spend the rest of the afternoon together packing and cleaning his room. There were so many times I just wanted to kiss him and state the fact that I love him. But I couldn't. Love is something involuntary, one cannot plan when it happens or decide who will be the recipients of ones love. I must also say that I am not a person to misuse the word love. I have only said it to one person in my life and I don't believe in saying I love you as an automatic response to leaving the room or ending a conversation. I'm still trying to figure out what happened, why was it so easy to develop these strong feelings for him despite my attempts to prevent it? Did he in some sort of way push/trick me to say this?