Post by toweringniceguy on Jun 21, 2006 13:51:57 GMT 10
HER DIARY
I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing."
I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He
said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.
On the way home, I told him that I loved him, but he
simply smiled and kept driving.
I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he
didn't say, "I love you too."
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if
he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed distant
and absent.
Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes
later he came to bed.
I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I
decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.
I started crying and cried until I fell asleep.
I do not know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.
My life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY
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Today Pakistan lost the final match again. DAMN IT.
I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing."
I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He
said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.
On the way home, I told him that I loved him, but he
simply smiled and kept driving.
I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he
didn't say, "I love you too."
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if
he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed distant
and absent.
Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes
later he came to bed.
I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I
decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.
I started crying and cried until I fell asleep.
I do not know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.
My life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY
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Today Pakistan lost the final match again. DAMN IT.
SupremeSohni
Lo gi match harna to hamary habit hay na 
Chand meri zameen phool mera watan
