I remember the early days, I came to know of you on My Dads Birthday March 14th 2002, I knew that was a good omen. I knew little about you at the time though some of my friends had courted you prior to our meeting and they raved about you but were sad their relationship only lasted four years. I could tell from their admiration of you that they'd wanted a more long term relationship but it wasn't to be.....You'd dumped them for a much better deal and they were gutted.
Our first date was wonderful, a sunny Saturday on 16th March you were introduced and I clapped my hands with delight but also with a little scepticism. Having had five relationships in the last eight years, all bar one had been pretty disastrous and left me hurt, lacking confidence, afraid, indecisive and generally in a right mess. In those first couple of months I expected so much from you and by May you'd saved me from my downward spiral into the depths of despair. There was still much to do but I was healing.
The relationship continued to blossom and by the following May things were looking up and I was happier than I'd been since the treasures I'd been presented with back in 95. Was this the one for me? We went through turbulent times towards the end of 2003 and early 2004 and I thought I was losing you but after a massive effort on both parts 2004/5 was brilliant, just the best. We even celebrated with our first summer holiday in many years with a trip to Valencia. Brilliant holiday, all our friends came and I remember us all sitting together for the afternoon in that square we had to drive to, drinking and taking in the sunshine. We were all so gutted when that fella in black unjustly confiscated our passports! We didn't go abroad again till 2007 but we had some great city trips and visited so many places in Europe.
Things settled down a bit and we became really comfortable with each other, seeing each other more and more in 2009 with additional dates. Two weekends in London, one fantastic and I will treasure forever, the other began so well but tailed off and we ended up coming home quite glum. We holidayed again in Portugal and Athens before the year was out and though it poured down in Athens we danced in the rain together......life was bliss....You didn't have a great deal of money but we were having the time of our lives.
After that, we became like Brother and Sister, nothing was wrong but you were always short of cash and the surprises were few and far between. Don't get me wrong, it was better than being without you but we became stagnant and I think that's when we started to drift apart. We still saw each other, probably more than we'd ever done but we'd end up bickering about things we didn't agree on. To the outside everything appeared normal and people thought you were fab and we were in for the long haul.
So today I sit here and think of what might have been. I heard about your leaving via an email, a bloody email....after the whole world was talking about it. You'd planned all of this behind my back, your move, your new life, away from here, away from me. I feel sad, sad as I type this remembering all the good times, which you tend to do and not all the bad times when I wanted to throttle you over some of the decisions you made. I was in denial when I heard the rumours, wouldn't accept until it was official and now it is, I'm devastated, hurt, scared, all kinds of emotions. I hear certain songs that remind me of us, You're just too good to be true - Andy Williams, Give it up - KC and the Sunshine Band, Knowing me knowing you - Abba but now I'm just listening to I guess that's why they call it the Blues......
Good luck, I'm really going to miss you being there. Thanks for restoring my pride, picking me out of the gutter and giving me the confidence to hold my head high, for all the great days and nights we had and generally leaving me in a much better state than I was. I must now pick myself up, dust myself down and prepare myself for the next guy. Blue Liver Bird x