I don’t know if you have ever read my blog but I talk about my feelings a lot and relationships.
Well I was really stupid with you. I know you can find this blog cause you’ve got my twitter and so I’m kinda hoping you read this.
I’m not sure if it’s the heat or the utter nothingness in Chipping Norton but I was reading Revolutionary Road and it got me thinking.
Frank goes off and has an affair, but when he’s back his wife says sorry and calls him darling again. She takes hold of his arm when he steps out the car.
What I want is that guy who will hold my hand in public. You did that.
I’m threatened by guys who might be cleverer than me, you’re that too.
I fell for you more when you showed how much you cared, it was when we broke up and I became more speechless because I wanted to ask you to forgive me for being daft, but was too scared of commitment to say it.
I’d love to say this to you but we are far apart at the moment and I’m sure you’ve moved on.
If you can’t tell if I’m referring to you or not that’s really awkward, I’d hope you’d go to the forth with me when I’m back up in Newcastle if that gives you a clue.
If you read this and choose to ignore this I might buck up the courage and ask you when I see you, if you don’t read this well I might try anyway. If you do read this, put me out of my misery.
Yours and Always
(P.S sorry anyone else who reads this, I don’t mean you.)