he's coming home...

In a few days. And we're fighting... it's not a normal fight, it's bad. I don't want to say it but I can't even imagine him touching me let alone kissing me when (if) I see him when he gets off that plane. 
We made it this far and now it's all falling apart. He didn't cheat on me. But he did lie to me three times about his whereabouts and each time I forgave him and now once again it's happened. I told him last time that was his last chance. Well I guess fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me  

  I hope things work out.