
Saturday
Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I'd been
shopping in the afternoon with the girls and was a bit late meeting him -
thought it might be that.
The bar was really crowded and loud, so I suggested we go somewhere
quieter to talk.
He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we went somewhere nice to eat.
All through dinner he just didn't seem himself - he hardly laughed and
didn't seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying.
I just knew that something was wrong. He dropped me back home and I
wondered if he was going to come in.
He hesitated but followed. I asked him what was wrong, but he just half
shook his head and turned the television on.
After about ten minutes of silence I said that I was going upstairs to
bed. I put my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply.
He just gave a sigh and a sad sort of smile.
He didn't follow me up immediately but came up later and, to my surprise,
we made love - but he still seemed distant and a bit cold.
Cried myself to sleep -I think he's planning to leave me - maybe he's
found someone else.
MAN'S DIARY:
Saturday
Newcastle lost. Gutted. Got shag though.
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2 comments:
nice blog u got there! wanna xlinks? :)
Hahahahaha! Love it. Why do we women always "overthink" when it comes to men. They are simple creatures.
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