So we went over to the hotel for a drink, plan to go home for an early night, he has plans for tomorrow. The news and weather come on in the back ground, bad weather planned for tomorrow so that kinda finishes his plans! Do you fancy going to your friends for drinks and I'll see you tomorrow, no we'll go home have a glass of wine and light the fire, nice and romantic.
Sitting at home, get into comfy clothes, now he wants to go out for a few drinks when we're finished our wine. Not really in the mood or up to it but what the hell we don't go out very often so why not!
Try out the cocktail menu, really having a laugh, chating with the people around us at the bar, craic with the bar man.
He leaves.
Guy beside me at the bar asks if I should follow, I don't think so he must be taking a phone call or something. Eventually (?2mins) I leave. He's outside pacing. I'm annoyed, he's furious! I've been making a fool of him, I've been taking him for a gobshite, we go to the pub accross the road, I tell him I'll go where ever and drink whatever he orders. I wasn't nice enough to the girls sitting at the door on the way in, so we leave! Sorry to the girls at the door, I didn't see you there I was preoccupied.
We walk the 5 minutes home, he has the house keys so I have to try to keep up with him, I get to the house and he's on the phone to "babes" I go over and give him a slap, he screams at me and kicks me til I cann't use my legs and am sore and confused.
We row.
I don't understand.
I hide his car and motor bike keys, he wants to leave, well not like that.
He wants to go to bed.
His sister calls over, his other sister was "babes" on the phone and she's away so she called this one and over she came to save him!
She calls me all sorts and protects her big brother and bring him home to her house.
I'm home alone,
I'm sore,
I'm confused,
I love him so much,
I can never go back,
I'll have to see him tomorrow to arrange moving his stuff,
I'm not that strong!
I miss him
