For LL in the UK
Not many folk get the opportunity of a great life and then take the wrong decision, but you did.
Although you weren't aware of the true extent of what you might have benefited from and the life style you might have enjoyed, you really did pass on the best in life. What did you pass it all up for? A fat guy who is both vertically and horizontally challenged. A man who habitually wears a man bag - only a certain sort of guy uses those things over here and wouldn't dare in the Southern States. Even his friends take the mickey.
Back to that plate. By now you will know what is on mine. A life so secure and comfortable, lacking for nothing and enjoyed in the company of my many friends and large family. Yours... hmmm? Small family (now even smaller), small circle of friends, two of which we 'share' and a small town outlook.
I figured out after we went our separate ways that essentially you are a coward. You couldn't tell me that you were moving on (incidentally, it was me that laid the foundations for that 'moving on') face to face. You were too cowardly to commit as well. That was your choice, but it stemmed from your own insecurity. There were other examples of cowardice too, not all in my time.
You never really knew the real me, did you. I was devoted to you for a while, until I found out that you had gone behind my back. For a period I thought it was a one off, but it wasn't. Then there's your other kind of dishonesty. The kind that kept my late wife's jewellery. I call that theft - you are a thief LL.. One day I will have it back or have the satisfaction of 'seeing' you in court. You see I haven't forgotten - just haven't gotten around to it. My life is too full of other far more pleasant things.
The real me eventually re-surfaced following the death of my first wife - you never waited to see. That, lady, was your loss. In fact you are a loser. Me, as you may have surmised by now, am a winner. You hitched yourself up to the wrong wagon.
Remember, the past has a habit of catching up with you...and it will, I can assure you of that.
In the meantime, you keep me greatly amused. Vacations in Spain wearing overcoats is just one. What are you both thinking of, taking a break in November. Then there's your size, yours not his. What ever happened to you? All that booze, I guess, had something to do with 'we are on the gins, on the vino, on the bubbly etc'. You are back where you were when your daughter married all those years ago, very large, except you are 30+ years older. Stretch marks from giving birth - who do you think you were kidding! Not me, but then I was too polite to say so. Not now.
The other thing that amuses me the most is how our paths have diverged so much from back then. You really did 'make all the wrong decisions' didn't you. You once said that if you had come back, I would get my 'revenge' by leaving you high and dry. I never would have done something like that, nor have I ever done it. I am not you LL. You were judging me by your own standards...not mine.
You should have come back and you know it, but your pride and fears got in the way and you lost the life I offered you. So what amuses me in that respect? It is the fact that it is revenge of a sort that I didn't seek, but in its way sweet nevertheless. When I 'see' where and how you live and with whom (weekends and vacations only) compared to where I am and my life, I am greatly amused.
I think I mentioned I was buying a place on Sanibel. Take a look.....the photographs are the realtor's and the furnishings are those of the previous owner. My own interior designer will be involved soon. Is your heart breaking.....? It should be. Once, this might have been all yours.
Although you weren't aware of the true extent of what you might have benefited from and the life style you might have enjoyed, you really did pass on the best in life. What did you pass it all up for? A fat guy who is both vertically and horizontally challenged. A man who habitually wears a man bag - only a certain sort of guy uses those things over here and wouldn't dare in the Southern States. Even his friends take the mickey.
Back to that plate. By now you will know what is on mine. A life so secure and comfortable, lacking for nothing and enjoyed in the company of my many friends and large family. Yours... hmmm? Small family (now even smaller), small circle of friends, two of which we 'share' and a small town outlook.
I figured out after we went our separate ways that essentially you are a coward. You couldn't tell me that you were moving on (incidentally, it was me that laid the foundations for that 'moving on') face to face. You were too cowardly to commit as well. That was your choice, but it stemmed from your own insecurity. There were other examples of cowardice too, not all in my time.
You never really knew the real me, did you. I was devoted to you for a while, until I found out that you had gone behind my back. For a period I thought it was a one off, but it wasn't. Then there's your other kind of dishonesty. The kind that kept my late wife's jewellery. I call that theft - you are a thief LL.. One day I will have it back or have the satisfaction of 'seeing' you in court. You see I haven't forgotten - just haven't gotten around to it. My life is too full of other far more pleasant things.
The real me eventually re-surfaced following the death of my first wife - you never waited to see. That, lady, was your loss. In fact you are a loser. Me, as you may have surmised by now, am a winner. You hitched yourself up to the wrong wagon.
Remember, the past has a habit of catching up with you...and it will, I can assure you of that.
In the meantime, you keep me greatly amused. Vacations in Spain wearing overcoats is just one. What are you both thinking of, taking a break in November. Then there's your size, yours not his. What ever happened to you? All that booze, I guess, had something to do with 'we are on the gins, on the vino, on the bubbly etc'. You are back where you were when your daughter married all those years ago, very large, except you are 30+ years older. Stretch marks from giving birth - who do you think you were kidding! Not me, but then I was too polite to say so. Not now.
The other thing that amuses me the most is how our paths have diverged so much from back then. You really did 'make all the wrong decisions' didn't you. You once said that if you had come back, I would get my 'revenge' by leaving you high and dry. I never would have done something like that, nor have I ever done it. I am not you LL. You were judging me by your own standards...not mine.
You should have come back and you know it, but your pride and fears got in the way and you lost the life I offered you. So what amuses me in that respect? It is the fact that it is revenge of a sort that I didn't seek, but in its way sweet nevertheless. When I 'see' where and how you live and with whom (weekends and vacations only) compared to where I am and my life, I am greatly amused.
I think I mentioned I was buying a place on Sanibel. Take a look.....the photographs are the realtor's and the furnishings are those of the previous owner. My own interior designer will be involved soon. Is your heart breaking.....? It should be. Once, this might have been all yours.
Ciao
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