I’m so inlove with you, I swear I am, but work has just been taking over my life recently and I’ve had no time for you.

“Where have you been?” You ask me immediately as I step through the front door, completely sober by the way! I look up from the door handle and my eyes widen a little. This is probably the first bit of attention I’ve spared you in a month.

You just don’t get it though, my job is serious and you know it. But it doesn’t flow through your head properly that it really does get serious. I’ve not really bothered to explain to you, that may be why you probably think that I’m not inlove with you anymore or something like that.

We’ve been together for a solid two years now, but things took a turn around a month ago. I stopped paying attention to you, I’m busy and always working in my office. I notice the way you walk around in slutty pyjamas just to grab my attention, it’s worked. You just don’t know it.

“Sorry, I had to stay at the office for a couple’a extra hours.” I tell you, walking past you and tugging my black blazer off, aswell as my tie and I place them on the counter for a second. I open the fridge and spot you staring at me with your arms crossed in the corner of my eye.

“What?” I frown a little, the crease between my brows now prominent. “I’m sorry, okay? I’ve already apologised. It won’t be like this for long, I’ve just been busy and you have to understand that.” I tell you.