There are infinite differences between men and women. We are complicated; they are simple. We think of a thousand things; they only in one at a time and so we could continue making a list that would have no end, but better pay attention because here we leave an incredible difference between them and them:
Her Dear Diary:
Tonight I thought my husband was acting strange. We had made plans to meet in a good restaurant at dinner time. I had been shopping all day with my friends, so I thought I was a little annoyed by the fact that I had arrived a few minutes late, but he did not comment on it.
The conversation did not flow, so I suggested going to a quieter place where we could talk. He agreed, but he did not say much. I asked him if something happened to him, and he responded with a simple and sharp: nothing. I asked him if it was my fault he was upset. He told me he was not upset, that he had nothing to do with me and that I did not worry about that.
On the way home, I told him I loved him. He only smiled slightly and continued driving. I can not explain his behavior, I do not know why he did not respond with a: I love you too.
When we got home, I felt that I had completely lost it, that he did not want anything that had to do with me. He sat quietly watching television. He continued distant and absent. So, finally, with the silence around us, I decided to go to bed. 15 minutes later he got to bed too. But he still felt that he was distracted and that his thoughts were definitely elsewhere. He fell asleep. I cried.
I do not know what to do. I'm pretty sure he's thinking of someone else. My life is a disaster.
He dear Diary:
Today the bike did not start I can not understand why.