Having dropped Vicky at the station this morning, my thoughts turned almost immediately back to Susie. I wondered if she had gone away for the weekend with her sister as she had planned, and whether she was any less stressed now that we had stopped communicating.
I had, if truth be told, been thinking about her at odd moments all weekend. Even while sitting on the sofa watching tv, my hands caressing Vicky's bare legs, there would be programmes, characters or adverts that would make me think of Susie. The worst time was Saturday when we went to see a movie. Her choice was 'Over Her Dead Body' with Eva Longoria Parker. It was a film that Susie and I wanted to see together. I felt sad that I had gone with the wrong person.
This morning, I checked my emails for the first time since Friday hoping to see a message from her. Nada. I was sorely tempted to send her a message simply saying that I hope she enjoyed the weekend away with her sister. But it’s too soon.
My birthday is coming up later this week. I know she wrote the date in her diary, but I am constantly wondering whether she will send me a card, or even an email. At least that way, I know she still wants to stay in touch. What if she doesn’t though? Do I contact her? No, it’s too soon. But when will it not be too soon? I still can’t forget about her, and although I am slowly coming to realise how she feels about me, I still harbour hopes that one day we will be together.
Monday, February 25, 2008
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