Your first, your last, your Don
I lost my wonderful partner Don on 14 August. He had no health issues. We were together as teenagers, he 18 and me 14, a 6 month romance which ended in tears 39 years ago. Last year his mum died and i guessed he would be back in our hometown after knowing he had moved away. We met up and started a relationship, and were to be married on September 18. We had just bought a flat together, decorated and furnished it, and moved in 3 months ago. He died of a massive heart attack at 3 in the morning, only I was with him. I loved him so, so much. I can't bear to go on without him after finding him again after all those years. I can see no point in anything. Everyone says time heals - but i'm never going to recover from this. My life is so empty, and I long to hold him. I'm so scared.