Good times
The good times are finally here and hopefully here to stay........
He still doesn't say if he's heard from her but he may think what I don't know won't hurt me.
Sometimes that's very wrong and the thought kills me but I do try very hard not to let it get me down.
If I can box it up and shut it out then that's what I need to do to stay sane and in control.
We are nearly at the end of this annus horribilus I think that's what the Queen called her worst year ever. Well this has been mine without exception............. but as the new year is nearly here it can only get better ( I hope) Or is it fairytale coddswallop.
On New Years Eve I hope we can open a bottle of champagne and toast in the next year.
So long as it's nothing like this one we will survive.
I love him to bits but I still have to have the reassurance that he loves me too so I don't fall to bits again.
HAPPY NEW YEAR (fairytale codswallop and all).
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