I’ve heard the disappointment in your voice when a group of you was headed off for the weekend and he never showed at the airport. And never called. I worried with you when the texts went unanswered and you cut your trip short and raced back home, worried that something terrible had happened, only to find him sitting on the couch. And when you defended him, saying he never really wanted to go in the first place, I held my tongue.
But babe, enough is enough.