Another lost Friday but there always seems to be a good reason. This time was D16's Prom and three friends sleeping over. W told me on Thursday that she was worried about Friday because of the sleepover and I (calmly) suggested we skip it so at least I was prepared. We did talk a while though about nothing in particular but at going to sleep time I said my "ILY" and she actually said it back (very rare) but then added "sometimes". I went from surprised elation to crushed defeat in less than a second but I kept my self together. I did not sleep much though and this morning (Saturday) I was feeling quite depressed. W went shopping and I pottered in the garden. That did not work so I read a little PM and did some hard thinking. All of a sudden it came to me! She loves me "sometimes" but I don't love HER at all! What I love is the dream of what our love promised to be when we were first together and I have never broken out of that dream. Realising this is a weight off my mind but I'm not sure what to do now. SD
