Lamdun32
01-06-2005, 11:21 AM
1. Her diary:
Saturday night I thought he was acting strange. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he may have been upset that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong; he said nothing. I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry.
On the way home I told him that I loved him. He simply smiled and kept on driving. I can't explain his behavior; I wanted him to say I Love You too, but he remained silent. When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, and as if he wanted nothing to do with me. He just sat there and watched T.V.
He seemed distant and cold. Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed, and much to my surprise, responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, as if his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried myself to sleep. I don't know what to do. I'm sure his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
2. His diary:
Today the Yankees lost, but at least I got laid.
Saturday night I thought he was acting strange. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he may have been upset that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong; he said nothing. I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry.
On the way home I told him that I loved him. He simply smiled and kept on driving. I can't explain his behavior; I wanted him to say I Love You too, but he remained silent. When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, and as if he wanted nothing to do with me. He just sat there and watched T.V.
He seemed distant and cold. Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed, and much to my surprise, responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, as if his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried myself to sleep. I don't know what to do. I'm sure his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
2. His diary:
Today the Yankees lost, but at least I got laid.