The puffed up man

When I picture him I see him all puffed up and proud. He was shorter than me, I liken his puffiness to short man syndrome. He almost walked on his toes. Tonight sitting around the table at my Mums, i was aware of his absence. There was no name dropping as though we all knew who he was talking about. There was no fake yawning as though he really wasn't up to making conversation with my family. There was no snide sniggering as though he was smarter than everyone else. There was no going off to sleep wheN he was bored with us. There was no disengaging because we were laughing or being silly. I saw it tonight. He wanted o be worshipped, and instead we made fun of him and joked like we all do about each other. His unreliability, his tardiness, his lack of care and interest in family and home. We laughed at him. It must have been killing him. No wonder he has invested so much time and effort into finding someone new. Someone 27 years his junior, young, dumb and naive. Someone he has moved away from her family, just like I was....in the beginning. And now she is pregnant ( he has been gone for 4 1/2 months. I cant wait to find out when she is due. I blamed her for trapping him....but maybe it is the otherway round.

He told me there was nothing much to know about him. He is a simple man and I was trying to make him seem complicated. I'm not convinced!

No contact for 1 month but I still want to punch his lights out!