Well I've finally gone and done it. Sucked it up like a grown up and took the first step at ending my 6 year relationship. Things have been pants for a long time but I'm a sap and I keep flogging dead horses all the time. Cut a long story short, was engaged, gave the ring back. Nothing got better - neither did it get worse, but just plain stagnant. So I finally asked him to move out and that we should just be friends - because he is lovely and all that but just not the love of my life anymore. No hurry, not shoving him out the door, so things are ok with us, just being friends, slowly winding down our relationship and giving him the time to sort himself out with somewhere to live. Like I say, I'm not some kind of cold hearted bitch who is forcing him out the door!

So yes, everything changing. The man I love is also in the process of breaking up from his partner, things weren't good with them for years, perhaps the fact we met each other has been the thing that has given us the kick up the backside to do something about our respective relationships. If we get together properly at the end of it all then that is fabulous but I'm not holding my breath. Although he does love me a lot and has even talked of marriage and children - crazy.

So yes, my sudden relapse into poetry has been inspired over the last few months of one love dying and another beginning.

Life is never simple, and to be honest I'd hate it if it was.

But yes, been an absolute bugger of a year, the last months have been a rollercoaster of highs and lows and I'm really glad I've actually finally done something instead of taking the easy road all the time. Yes it's going to be hard and yes I know I'll probably be crying for several months, but I know I'll be out the other side sometime soon and I'll be happier and a better person at the end of it. (And hopefully with HIM but we'll see.)