"Sometimes my loneliness just overwhelms me. I miss planned lunches, spontaneous visits, and long phone calls. Most of all, I miss Brian. I miss our conversations, discussions, spats, and chatter. It is ironic to feel so achingly lonely when he is always with me. I’ve never been the light in someone’s world but I am his light in his darkening world. I will continue to be that light until his last breath, whether he knows me or not. And then I will be a different kind of lonely." - written by Amelia Cottle
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