No one there for me
As I sit here after nine months missing Roger more than the day he died, I realize there is no one on this earth who will miss me as much when I die. There will be no one who loved me as much as I love him and will always love him. In a way it might be a good thing because this pain is so terrible I would wish it on no one. But there is also no on there who loves me now. The man who understood my moods and who loved me in spite of them, is gone. There is no one to turn to. No one to help me through this journey called life. No one to be my side. The loneliness is so overwhelming it is unbearable.