Tonight you asked me if we wanted to go out to have sushi. The kids are away. You said it was "our last hurrah". I didn't realize this was all about you. I had expectations in mind that we would come home and have a fire. This way we both would do what we wanted to. Excuse me for not realizing this was about both of us. I took Thea and tried to start a fire and have one with ourselves. This didn't go according to plan. Firstly, I was expecting you to care enough to come out and secondly, I didn't expect you to let me struggle trying to get a fire started. It didn't work out. It kept burning out, just like our love. I spilled my beer on the ground, which Thea tried to drink off the ground and I spilled all my cigarettes on the ground. I gave up and you were dead asleep. Way to go to keep our fire burning. I thought you cared. I thought our relationship was mutual. It was never made aware to me that this was all about you or me. I always hoped that our relations...