All I want to do is sit next to you…

13 Oct

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There were so many moments, minutes and memories of just wanting to sit next to my husband at the time and enjoy his company.

I wanted to be held, cuddle and loved. I wasn’t his waste basket for a release. I was his wife and his friend. I felt that if I could sit next to him and he hold me that we could see the world from the same viewpoint.

He didn’t want to…he always told me that I was smoothing him. That I was a bother. These minutes, moments and memories killed my heart and left it empty.

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