While the circumstances differ, the similarities are crushing...and now, all I can say is ---
E-V-E-R-Y WORD.
E-V-E-R-Y DAMNED WORD.
(Almost)
My soul is empty. There is little to No Meaning or Purpose. Most things I do do in life are simply to uphold our rituals....(OUR RITUALS)...and all else is auto-pilot.
I have kept all my hydros...(for more or less), "Just in Case", and ONLY BECAUSE I DO NOT KNOW THAT I WILL FIND HER, I am still here....and in wondering why and questioning my continued existence, in being here, I can remember her. I make sure she is not forgotten.
"The thought of ever touching another woman again becomes taboo, because the heart is forever promised to the one and only."
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FOREVER!!!!
She IS My Greatest Love. With our vows, I was supposed to live the rest of my life with her. Instead, she lived the rest of hers with me. Although, among my comforts, is that She is not the one Heart-
Broken...There can and will never be a replacement.
(Almost...Almost every word)
It all matters.
Had she not entered my life, as a sociopath who has an extremely hard time relating to "love", I cannot imagine the heartache I may have caused others. The years have passed, and as the wall will go back up, honoring her memory will be my connection to humanity.
Had you not stuck around, you would not be here yo help validate my tremendous pain, assuring me of my normalcy in an utter absence of purpose.
