I lost the love of my life
I had known him most of my life. Always had a special bond with him. He came back into my life over a year ago and after 2 months was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. We did everything we could. He would only go to treatments now and then and did not follow any instructions. It was obvious that we loved each other very much, but he was never one to follow rules. I moved in with him about 5 months before he died. He was still able to get around then. Early in the spring, he decided to go back and really fight this cancer. We were planning a life together and he was now ready to fight it and thought he would beat it. Then things started going downhill very fast. He lost control of his hands and could no longer walk. All of this happened in the course of about 2 weeks, and then one morning I woke up and he was gone. I can't get over it. I saw it coming and knew it was going to happen, and when it happened it still was the hardest thing I have ever experienced in my life. While I was living with him, he was happy and with summer coming, just realized that we could have a good life together so he wanted to get back in the fight for his life, but it was too late. I feel like part of me is missing.