I am so lonely. I was that way for many years before meeting my wife and she filled a void so huge that my life changed overnight. I knew the night of our first date that I wanted to marry her. And I did.
But now that she is gone, can I exist? I’ve lived without, and then lived with, and now I know what I’ve lost. She changed me, but I’m hollow without her. I know this is poorly written, but I’m having trouble encapsulating my grief.
I’m so lonely now without her. I don’t want to live without her. If I thought I would be with her after my death, I’d make that happen somehow. But I don’t believe that. I hope she is in a better place, and that she doesn’t see me for who I am now, and for who I’m becoming without her.
I’m so lost.