I can’t talk about this in real life. My husband died a few years ago completely unexpected. I think I have coped well since but some nights I struggle- like now. I don’t want anyone else- I am used and quite like my own company now but in the dead of night when I turn over in bed - I just miss that feeling of being loved. No one will ever tell me they love me again or cuddle me or understand our stupid sayings. He will be forever young as I get older and I miss him so very very much.sometimes I just dream he is here for just one last perfect night then I wake up. I am not depressed just bitter sometimes - we had so many plans for our retirement after the hassle and stress of married life and bringing up kids- it was going to be our time.