Happy Valentine's Day

I can’t believe I’ve been so unlucky – can’t believe it’s happening again.

The first one …..after Mark left me – he was lovely. Everything I’d written on my must have list; tall, rich, good job – a bit hush-hush he said ….. couldn’t give exact details but he sent me a picture of him in uniform – it was all rather thrilling!

I always had to meet him in a car park – I realise that doesn’t sound very romantic, but he said it was because he’d broken his ankle and couldn’t get out of the car. It took months to find out he was a shit.

It’s all very well you raising an eyebrow like that but I really didn’t know – didn’t have a clue…..I know I should have – I took everything he said at face value. It wasn’t until his wife emailed me to say…

Anyway when I did find out I got my revenge. It was so easy….. All I did was invent a new ID on chat – deliberately came onto him – and he fell for it! “Do you have a girlfriend? Married?” I asked – “oh – no – divorced a long time ago and single ever since” The lying bastard.

I didn’t let on for a few months – let him dangle. I waited until I saw him next to tell him there was no Kiera – that the photo was one I’d found on the net. I wanted to see his face ….. I invited his wife along too, but she wasn’t sure - and in the end she couldn’t get a babysitter.

Then there was the Mormon from Utah – he told me his wife had died –I felt so sorry for him - it took months before he confessed. He felt terrible – he was actually in tears, so I forgave him. I think that meant a lot to him, and he was genuinely grateful to me

This one is different – I thought he was the real deal – I mean we’ve been together for months and it’s been wonderful – every weekend we go to gigs – you see I never did that stuff when I was younger – I suppose I’m making up for it. It’s so lovely getting wasted too – all that skunk - once the kids are at their dad’s of course. I always wait until they’ve gone. I think there’s something going on though

How? Well I was at his house last weekend and he wasn’t there, and I just happened to be going through the drawers in his kitchen

No really I was looking for something, kind of,….anyway, I found an invoice …for a flight to Las Vegas – a print out from the internet – and there was an email too – from a girl called Maria – yes the booking was for two, and she’d written about how much she was looking forward to it

No I didn’t email her - I confronted him when he got back – said the paper had fallen out while I was looking for something else, which it practically did anyway. It’s best to get these things out into the open isn’t it – that’s what it said in that talking therapies session I went to at work. Well - he swore on his life that it was nothing to do with him – said she’d organised it without saying – got the wrong end of the stick, and now he was going to have to break it to her gently, only he hated doing things like that so he’d kept putting it off. Of course I don’t believe a word if it. Why are men such bastards?

What do you mean walk away with dignity? Why should I? Why should I let him get away with it like that? No! He’s promised me he’ll cancel – and I’m going to make sure he has. I copied down the dates from the email – I’m not stupid – and I’m going to tell him there’s a gig that night – see if he accepts the invitation … if he makes an excuse, I’m going to ring his mobile every half hour. That’s another thing – often he doesn’t answer – always saying the battery’s flat …..It makes you think doesn’t it?

None of that matters though, because you know what? I’m going to the airport – I even know where the check-in desk is for the airline – I’ve looked on the terminal map – and I’m going to wait – even if it takes all day I’m going to wait there and see if I’m right.

I want to see his face when he realises he’s been caught out. Confront him? Of course I will. Why should I let him get away with it? I’ll be there – yes I know it’s Valentine’s day, I can’t help that though

Can’t believe I’ve been so unlucky – I mean, why does this keep happening to me? What have I done?