So I wrote them down to remind me... when I hear the cool cast of his voice, or I get an email that is particularly defensive and angry... I wrote them down so I can see him in a caring light, and keep him in my heart when everything seems so horrible.
- The “Just Because” flowers.
- The way he played with the dogs.
- The occasional bagel and tea on the counter in the morning.
- The smooch on the top of my head.
- His smile.
- The way he made me laugh like few other could.
- His laughter.
- His tenderness.
- His playfulness.
- His compassion.
- His meatloaf and potato salad.
- His soft-spot for animals.
- His robot dance.
- Long, lingering hugs.
- His face.
- His kiss.
- His friendship.
- The sound of his car coming up the driveway each night.
- The comfort of his warmth beside me.
- His gentleness.
- His soul.
- His goodness.
- His generosity.
- His sense of humour.
I feel like a widow.
4 comments:
It would probably be easier if he were dead because you wouldn't have to deal with hhim being mean and cold to you. men suck
99% of them are cheating lying pigs.
I am so sorry I wasn't there were the walls came tumbling down. I feel horrible! Know that I come by, and that people are out there that care for you. (word verification: confer)
I think it is these times that give you the perspective on what and who's important, and it's paramount that you harken back to this pain when times are good. Because that helps us to remember that there's always valuable gain in our hands that we treat like chaf.
I'm so sorry you're going through this. :-( I'm here for you.
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