Maybe you were right...Baby I was sorry

We all have a 'Love Language'.


Mine, is Quality Time. This is how I express my love. I spend time with people that I love. Problem is, this is how I feel loved in return.

Nick Love Language is Gift Giving...I have now realized.

So far, out of this debate of him not coming home, I have received Smints (I know, this is really not that big of a gift but usually when he buys any type of breathmint or candy, he crunches them all before I even get to taste 1) He did not eat any of my smints unless I offer. Along with the Smints I was given a bar of Galaxy chocolate (Why he chose this is beyond me as it takes me a week to eat a bar of chocolate as Im not a huge choc fan). A Glamour magazine and....drum roll please....
Refresh:

He knows he is in the wrong.


My mood was alos probably not helped by a really really sad book that had me in tears throughout it. I realize this but alas Nick was not off the hook that easily.


I dont expect him to change. I know thats not what people do, but he will smarten up. Over tears at a cafe, he put my mind at ease and he has agreed to make more of an effort.