I said I don’t like flowers. I said they just died and are a waste of money. I said I wasn’t the jealous type, and that I didn’t mind if you checked out other women, as long as you stayed true to me. I said I didn’t mind if you were a smoker, and I didn’t mind you not calling me in the evenings; I’m not codependent and needy. I even said I’d never ask you if an item of clothing made my bum look big. I suppose I didn’t know myself as well as I thought. Thankfully, you did.