Sometimes, marriage is like this.
I was pouring my heart out
to him in the
kitchen when his
iPhone rang.
he answered it
without thinking.
he was:
- so secure in our deep, abiding love that he already knew all that mushy
stuff and found my verbal vulnerability redundant. or - he was preoccupied, as usual. or
- he wasn’t listening in the first place; I mean my lips moved but
the sound was on
mute.
choose one, please.
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This is great Alexis. I love your work
Oh so accurate! But the reason I am not married is… Option 4 .. I thought you were done speaking!