A couple of nights ago Jazz and I had a bit of a heated discussion in the car regarding.....surprise, surprise.....London. It ended with me in tears, telling him I really needed him to compromise somewhere and him looking out the window. It was when we got to Tesco that we began to try and play the tune to a lighter note but unsuspectly he said something that has really stuck:
I just need a few things, why don't you wait in the car?
No, we need juice....you won't be able to carry it
Ha bloody ha. I'm stronger than you think
Yeah, right
A silent trip around Tesco and we find ourselves back in the car
There's no way you could have carried those bags on your own.
Of course I could.
Well you never do?
Maybe I'm just taking advantage.
He laughs and I reach over and touch his hand but he pulls it away
God, I'm such a fool. What is this? As always I make the first move and you take the piss! Why can't I just leave it down to you?!
Because you're weak. You know as well as I do that you'll always come running back.
I'm probably reading way too much into it but just the fact he said that has made me so angry. I don't think he realises just how much that comment is tempting me to pack a case.
On a more positive note I think we may have worked something out about London. It means spending quite a bit of time apart but in some ways I'm relieved.
2008-04-10 @ 10:45