I don’t know very much about Islam.
Eighteen – soon. Is twenty-five too old, then?
He still drinks Special Brew, but won’t eat ham.
He hides me in the downstairs toilet when
His brother is there, and I show up pissed.
He’s wanting an "open relationship".
He makes me feel old-fashioned to resist
Such concepts. Loyalty is just not hip.
He wants me to dress sexier. I try
To please both my new boyfriend and my mum,
Which isn’t easy. I might wonder why
I dress for them, not me. I fear my bum
Is getting bigger. I’m nearly eight stone.
I still can’t get my boyfriend on the phone.