WOMAN'S DIARY:

Sunday 13th June 2004.
Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I went shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so 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 go 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 again if there was something the matter but he just half shook his head and turned the television on.
After about 10 minutes of silence, I said 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, but later he did, and I was surprised when we made love. He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was going to leave me, and that he had found someone else.
I cried myself to sleep.


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MAN'S DIARY:

Sunday 13th June 2004.
England lost to France. Gutted. Got a shag though.

Is it ?.

Hahahahaha, great

peteff
i was going to say the same about you .............

and it was a bad idea with an avatar like that. you men just want me for my body, not my mind...........

say goodnight sweetie.....

"BYE ALL !"