The love of my life died traumatically when we were both young and sadly I found him and the cpr I performed was futile.
All the men I meet turn out to be a freak, have no intention of actually dating and are using dating apps as some sort of experiment, or quite plainly just are not Him.
He was perfect in every way and I don't understand why he had to die and take all my hopes and dreams with him. I see so many partnered people walking around and it feels so dreadfully unfair to see their effortless unions dangled in front of me.
My colleagues were discussing their multi decade marriages and asked me 'what's that face for?'.
There is nothing. The man I love is a dismantled arrangement of bone and the closest I can get to him is 6 feet. Is this my punishment for not keeping a closer eye on him?
He was everything. There is nothing