f*****g hopelesssuch someone elseyearsYeah, tell me about it…
Yeah, tell me about it…“You know what frightened me the most? When she left me?”
I didn’t.
“The future. Just the thought of it frightened me – I mean, in my head, it was properly terrifying. The fear that, one day, I’d wake up, go to work or stop off for a pint somewhere and someone would just casually mention that she got married and wasn’t that great? Not that I wouldn’t be happy for her – course I would. I’d be so happy for her. She’d deserve every last second of it. But it still frightened me. It frightens me now. It frightens me because I know that if I’d been a better person – if I’d got my act together sooner and been a better man – that could have been me they were talking about.”
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