Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue
Something Old Three weeks had elapsed since Lisa and I reached the monumental though long overdue decision to call time on our eight-year relationship. Yet to sink in fully, particularly as we still shared the flat, neither of us had had the inclination to seek alternative accommodation, happy to drift along like rudderless ships. And that, I’m afraid, was indicative of our relationship in recent times, the passion and desire of old replaced by staleness and lethargy. For me, it was easier to move into the spare room than it was to move on. Looking back, in one way things changed from being an intimate couple one moment to virtual strangers the next almost overnight. Though, on the other, the once rock solid union that was the envy of our friends had been wavering for …
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