Last night I poured two large glasses of red wine and proceeded to lay on the sofa, my body imitating your shape behind me
We watched Celebrity Dinner Date, followed by First Dates Hotel and finally, The Undateables
By eleven o’clock I began to feel cold again and my head started to hurt
Channel Four had finished with its run of dating shows and you had fallen asleep
I could feel your arm slipping from its pelvic rest and my eyes welled up with tears
I tried to hold them back so I could listen for the thud of your hand hitting the surface below
I must have lost it amongst my sobbing