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.