mr married popped back into my life. when i least expected it.
my birthday nothing major just a text saying happy birthday mango( he has lots of nick names for me most of which are to do with food)

this was the downward trend, more texts. me finding reasons to get drunk, because if i was drunk i had an excuse. the vodka made me do it!!!:DD

then of course the inevtitable, we meet up. now i had hoped i'd be immune to him after afew months of perspective, but alas he was still hot and very funny. was like we'd never been apart! i did kinda run away from him on our first reunion, i thought i was being all strong by not kissing him but all i did was go home and cry!!:crazy:

things returned to normal....well nearly. it wasnt the same it was like he didnt need me as much nor with same passion or intensity. less texts and less of him. he had been promoted at work but it was still like something was missing. i'd text, wait all day for a reply and when i got one it was really lame. i was starting to resent and hate him and i didnt want to, i wanted him to be a nice memory.not a nasty one like all the other wankers ive been near.
i was very grown up and made the sensible choice of not seeing him again or being in contact with him so much.

i was doing very well i havent seen him since november and only text about once a week.
the trouble is....i miss him. he so easy to be with and i feel like a lighter version of myself when im with him. :**:

which now leaves em with a dilema, hes asked to see me...2mw night???
to meet or not to meet???