Saturday 19th July 2008
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.
I cried myself to sleep - I think he's planning to leave me -
maybe he's found someone else.
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