I knew you were the one for me after our very first meeting.
The conversation flowed easily, you were not too demanding of my time and you made me feel better about myself.
For 6-years, you have made me happy.
I still feel excited when I know I am going to see you and you have not once disappointed, or let me down.
You have lived up to my every expectation, humoured almost every whim and desire… and talked me out of making some really big mistakes.
I trust you.
So, I never thought in a million years that I would cheat on you.
I do not know why I did it.
It was not the same.
As someone else ran their fingers through my hair, I tried to put you out of my mind.
It did not mean anything.
I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I could not help myself.
I needed you and you were not there.
It was selfish of me, I was thinking only of myself.
It is the Mad Blog Awards tonight and I am a finalist… and it has been so long since I went out that I have forgotten how to do my own hair.
I know, excuses excuses.
But it was only a blow-dry… does that count?
Do you always go to the same hairdresser? Do you feel bad if you see someone else?