Love-sick


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You never really get over it, do you? You have no idea how much I have missed - and am missing - Emma this week. On the one hand, I cannot really settle to do anything which is not Emma-related. Dostoyevskys Crime and Punishment is heavy going. On the other hand, browsing through the archives, and messing about with images past and present, makes me realise what Im losing out on. (The picture is of Emma in her twenties.) When Emma phoned late last night, the first thing I said on hearing her voice was: I wanna fuck! Her reply was, Me too, but . And I felt a selfish tw@ when she went on to say she was waiting in A&E with daughter Eva, who was suffering chest pains. Emma got back to Evas alone at half four next morning, sending me a text to wake me (as a punishment for my insensitivity?) They kept Eva in overnight. Several tests, but still no definite diagnosis.

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