Back from a weekend away with the man.
He's not really my man but still the only one I've wanted. Isn't that always the way. Well it has been in my case for the last six years.
I was happy, relaxed and calm.
On a normal day i would say I'm fairly confident about who i am but he, he makes me feel like i can't quite believe my luck that we are sharing the same space.
On goodbye i cried, i tried not to but those tears were having none of it... i cried on the way home, i cried when i thought i lost sight of his car but i cried the most when i unpacked and smelt the smell of his aftershave on my top from last night.
The best way i can say it is it feels like someones punched me right in the chest and knocked the wind out of me...... oh well xx
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