‘My property is my property’
Jul 09, 2009
IT is easy to talk about it and give advice, but when you are caught in the situation, your reaction could shock everyone. I am talking about the moment you break up with someone.
By Lucy Parwot
IT is easy to talk about it and give advice, but when you are caught in the situation, your reaction could shock everyone. I am talking about the moment you break up with someone.
Some say they will walk away with their heads held high, but that remains to be seen when the time comes to cross that bridge.
Me? I am as crazy as they come and when you drop the bomb on me; suddenly telling me it is over when the usual warning signs were nowhere to be seen, be ready for the drama.
What? Do you think I will just walk away and leave that pretty pair of bed sheets I bought; or that glass set all your buddies used to gulp their beer in; or that plush fluffy towel so that your new floozie could wrap herself after using the bathroom I made pretty with the floral flower curtain and bathroom trinkets?
No sir, I will fight you tooth and nail for my stuff. If it comes down to being physical, so be it. My property is my property and do not expect me to leave it behind when you and me are over.
When I was buying that stuff (read when I persuaded you to buy it), I was looking at a life-long commitment, so do not expect me to take it lightly.
Pack my clothes if you will, but do not forget to include the hi-fi stereo by the side of the bed. If your new catch wants one, get her a different one.
I will not have what we used to create sweet memories behind closed doors tampered with by someone else.
Take me to the Police if you will, but you will lose. Well, ‘honey’ don’t you remember that every time we went to shop furniture, it was my name you (I) insisted should be on the receipts? Oh, how gullible you were when we were still so in love.
But it is all your fault. You should have thought better about letting me have my way. You should have put your foot down, but now it is too late.
I am leaving and you can bet your bottom dollar, I am leaving you with the bare necessities I found you with before we started a life together.
That goes for all you guys out there who have wronged a woman this way. Girls, why should you leave it all behind? If it was not for you, his house would be in the same sorry state you found it in.
He never even thought of buying much else apart from the TV, kettle, saucepan, cup and bed. You were his inspiration to better his living quarters. Why should you leave it all behind for someone else to enjoy?
IT is easy to talk about it and give advice, but when you are caught in the situation, your reaction could shock everyone. I am talking about the moment you break up with someone.
Some say they will walk away with their heads held high, but that remains to be seen when the time comes to cross that bridge.
Me? I am as crazy as they come and when you drop the bomb on me; suddenly telling me it is over when the usual warning signs were nowhere to be seen, be ready for the drama.
What? Do you think I will just walk away and leave that pretty pair of bed sheets I bought; or that glass set all your buddies used to gulp their beer in; or that plush fluffy towel so that your new floozie could wrap herself after using the bathroom I made pretty with the floral flower curtain and bathroom trinkets?
No sir, I will fight you tooth and nail for my stuff. If it comes down to being physical, so be it. My property is my property and do not expect me to leave it behind when you and me are over.
When I was buying that stuff (read when I persuaded you to buy it), I was looking at a life-long commitment, so do not expect me to take it lightly.
Pack my clothes if you will, but do not forget to include the hi-fi stereo by the side of the bed. If your new catch wants one, get her a different one.
I will not have what we used to create sweet memories behind closed doors tampered with by someone else.
Take me to the Police if you will, but you will lose. Well, ‘honey’ don’t you remember that every time we went to shop furniture, it was my name you (I) insisted should be on the receipts? Oh, how gullible you were when we were still so in love.
But it is all your fault. You should have thought better about letting me have my way. You should have put your foot down, but now it is too late.
I am leaving and you can bet your bottom dollar, I am leaving you with the bare necessities I found you with before we started a life together.
That goes for all you guys out there who have wronged a woman this way. Girls, why should you leave it all behind? If it was not for you, his house would be in the same sorry state you found it in.
He never even thought of buying much else apart from the TV, kettle, saucepan, cup and bed. You were his inspiration to better his living quarters. Why should you leave it all behind for someone else to enjoy?