then i'll begin.
so i left myself and mr married snogging in a car park on a very chilly january.
we continued to see each other every couple of weeks. i was more than happy with the arrangment and had already sectioned him off to a certain area in my head called 'dont get your hopes up'
i regulally told myself that nothing would come of it,we had no future. i also used the he's a lying cheating scum bag line but to tell the truth i have never been happier.
when i was with him, everything else stopped. i stopped worrying for those few hours and just enjoyed myself.at the time i was going through a few personal issues that left me some what of a social retard. i knew i could say anything and he'd listen, not judge and look interested too.
he used to text me everyday and repled to my texts quickly, he was my every waking thought and as the weeks went on the feelings became more intense.
now im not the kinda girl to brandish the 'L' word around. if you dont mean it dont say it. plus some things are better left unsaid. it would just cause a whole heap of trouble in an already very difficult sistuation....now b4 u go thinking it was all roses around the door, it wasnt. he bailed on me a few times, saying he felt guilty or he had a bad feeling about the venue. we only ever used to meet in pubs, as i still lived with my parents then. once his wife even acussed him of being somewhere he said he wasnt...ie with me. that said my own feelings of guilt were pretty minimal!!!
the meetings continued through out the spring until disaster struck.........