You’d think that I have great, big, massive size nine’s. Seriously. Because I always, always, always, always manage to put both of my enormous feet right into it.
And then I dig.
And the hole just gets bigger.
And I have no way, whatsoever, of climbing out of it. I just make it worse.
Another man, had bought me a tiny present. Just a little thing. A small token of appreciation for the friendship I’d offered him. Knowing how it is to be a foreigner in a strange land.
Who knows, perhaps his thoughtful gift was even meant for both of us.
I’d sensed a slight stiffening when I’d mentioned it, in my own blase way.
So I tried to make it better. Having experienced the rising of that old green monster myself, on many an occasion. Even when there was no actual cause.
So I explained that we’d been chatting on the internet. The stiffening stiffened further and the eyes narrowed.
So I said not to worry. That one relationship for me was quite enough.
Plenty. I declared. Plenty. One relationship is plenty. One relationship requires so much effort, I’d keel over with exhaustion if I had to be involved in two…
You’re the only boy for me! I tried, weakly.
Boy? His eyes attempted to remain serious.
I’m too forgetful nowadays… I wouldn’t manage it. I added, deep in thought… Can you imagine, all the presents? I’d have to give you both the same gifts all the time, so that I wouldn’t get confused…
And that wouldn’t be very personal, would it?
But what I really should have said is:
Husband – I love you because you are you and I am me,
And we fit together
just like a lock and its key.
I love you because you let me be
who I can be
And I should tell you that:
You make my world
I have no need!
Because you are my soul mate!
You are my friend!
And without you
My whole world would end.