Rudely awoken by cats and rain so here I go..
Last year I met a guy through a friend who was wonderful, lets call him Mr B. We were both a bit shy probably due to a slight age gap, so it took a while to get going. Had a relationship til about May when we both agreed to put it on hold because we didnt see each other enough. Ironically after that we saw each other a lot more frequently exchanging kisses and I love you's (that bits important later on) over the past few months we grew closer than we'd ever been thus talking a lot about getting back together and making it serious again.

Cut to a few wednesdays ago when I was invited round for a shin dig at his and his bro's. Knowing that alcohol and lack of friends to guide me (I do have them but they were all convieniently away) would be a really bad idea, I politely declined claiming that I wouldnt know any one..

..Somehow talked into going I prepared myself by drinking wine for a bit of dutch courage and set off. Due to alcohol consumption this was in the wrong direction!

Later than planned but a bit less drunk I arrived only to by plied with more alcohol and God knows what else and a few hours later ended up in his bed. I bet you can see where this is going...

Lying there talking I casually slipped in a quick 'I love you' (see) only to have him laugh in my face and be really quite mean about the whole thing and I cried for about half an hour.. However, by this point I was pretty well oiled and it had been a while so we got down to it.

When I woke up feeling immensly pissed off (and rather unfulfilled) he was a complete tw*t so I headed home (in the right direction) and sat in the same t-shirt I wore that night for two days wallowing in my own self pity. My mood only lifted by a close friend of mine wanting to go for a drink because he just found out his lady of 2 years had been sleeping with her ex for 6 months. Happy days!

The day after the party, if you could call it that, he went on holiday and during those 24hrs I didnt have the balls to question him about it and I didnt really know what I wanted to say anyway.

But now I do. He's back this weekend! He shall fear my wrath!!




Apologies as I have lurked but I havn't really had anything worth while to contribute.. And I dont think this counts either.
(i should have joined myspace, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 3:52, 2 replies)

I Love You
Just dont say it. Year and a half now. Best relationship I've ever had. Never said it once.
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 10:35, closed)

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this! My fella can't bring himself to use the word 'girlfriend', and I only mutter 'meh... I love him' when he is well out of earshot. Uncertainty keeps the sex good.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Wed 3 Sep 2008, 11:11, closed)