She never said she wouldn’t leave me but she did say she loved me and didn’t want anyone else. Looking back I see she was selfish, everything appeared to be on her terms and maybe I went along with it because I was scared of losing her.
my love was unconditional and total, and I would do anything for her. The pain is compounded by my illness and the fact that she cannot reach out to me is making that pain worse. I tracked down her address and wrote her a letter explaining how much I love her and how I am suffering. I told her about my illness not because I want sympathy but because I want fear to know what I am going through on my own.
I do not think she will read it or reply. Which hurts even more.