I tried to write down the things I didn’t do. There isn’t a sheet of paper in existence that’s long enough, so I scribbled my sins on an unfurled loo roll.
Two ply, using both sides.
From never being the one to instigate a kiss, to never springing for a bunch of flowers (well, only when I’d pissed you off), it was quite a list. But I’ll say this.
When I found streaky skids at the bottom of the bog, I never said a word. Just brushed those buggers right off.
If that isn’t true love, I don’t know what is.
Very original title and the story got me thinking. Honesty and openness are essential for a happy, long term relationship. And yet, who confronts their partner about the dirty toilet? Is it so serious, does it really matter? But after cleaning up after someone for the umpteenth time that might be the point where the relationship folds and sadly the one who never took the toilet brush in their hands is devastated and confused because they were never told how much this omission really got to their partner. We need to talk to each other more even about the nasty bits.
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Thanks for bringing a smile
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