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She phoned yesterday. Twice. First one she seemed a little distant, but the second one she was very chatty. She did apologise for not being in touch, but I really didn't mind; so long as she is OK I am happy. She said she's back at weekend - it will be good to see her. I still think that she's not mine. I know she missed me - her saying it was quite heartfelt - but don't think it struck her until after her first call. Better put a pic up, so we get an idea of how she looks:

A Gianfranco Ferre catwalk show in Milan. So now you know what all the fuss is about. What on earth is this girl doing in my life? Of course I get insecure - I'm neither good-looking nor wealthy. What is she doing with me? Am I just a stop-gap to entertain until some suave, handsome yacht owner turns up? This is why falling in love with her has shaken and scared me so much. Now I am completely under the spell of a girl who can so obviously do so much better. And it will devastate me when she does. She controls our relationship and I have never felt so vulnerable in my life.