Trying to Forget

Here's another to my first ex-husband Alan Wills. Just to fill you in when I left him we were in the process of selling our Flat and buying a house in Chipstead Way, Banstead, Surrey. I think the pressure of knowing I had to stay in a job I hated to be able to afford the new house as all Alan's wages would have been going on the mortgage so I would have to pay his fares(which is funny cos if you read a couple of posts ago you'll see he wasn't actually paying them himself!!!) as well as all the food and bills etc etc etc may have made me realise that things weren't right!! The reference to "The Met" is the police force as I was looking at joining up but my sight turned out to not be up to scratch!! Never mind - Wouldn't want to be doing that job these days!

Anyway here we go again!! Written March 1991.

Trying To Forget

As I walk down the Chipstead Way

It is a rainy Summers day

And still what plays upon my mind

It's here I left my dreams behind

I think of you so often now

That some way I must think of how

To stop these constant thoughts of you

And make my own life start anew

Well maybe now my answer's here

'Cos this weekend it became clear

That for "The Met" my sight's too short

So other forces must be sought

Maybe it means I'll move away

At least I won't see every day

Places reminding me of you

In everything I see or do

There was a customer this week

Who made my hopes seem not so bleak

It seems that he and his ex-wife

Are marrying again to continue their life

So maybe there's hope but just in case

I'll try to forget and put on a brave face

'Though deep inside I'll hope and pray

That you'll come back to me one day...........to stay.

Aaahhhhhh.........how sad that was! I have to say I have the perfect husband now  - well - maybe apart from the hairy back( !! ) - but that's a small price to pay for such a fantastic hubby!!! So everything happens for a reason. And I love Graham to bits!