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Post by tonkatoy on Mar 22, 2007 23:41:47 GMT 1
HER DIARY
Sunday 13th June 2004
Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I had been 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.
HIS DIARY
Sunday 13th June 2004
England lost to France. Absolutely Gutted. Got a shag though
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Post by scott on Mar 23, 2007 21:24:54 GMT 1
;D ;D
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Post by vin on Mar 23, 2007 22:39:25 GMT 1
;D ;D ;D
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