I remember, that’s the big problem her.
Death or loss doesn’t change what you remember only your emotions and how you feel on a daily basis.
Everyone thinks that I’ve forgotten my husband, that now that he’s gone, I’m some big emotional wreckage. My emotions are in a wreck, but I could never forget him.
There are days when I wake up and the sun shines bright and I drink my orange juice, and I just think of him, you know, I just think.
Those days when I woke up
and the room is dark because even the sun is afraid of what I’ll do.
Everyone thinking I forgot him so they steer conversations away from him.
Do you remember that time; we never do those any more
But then I think again, and think about the joy he brung in my life
I’ve never been loved before; he was the only one who really cared
Dumb and not in the least bit pretty
They hated him for loving their little ugly duckling.
He was working in a grocery store, Wal-Mart or Lowes or something like that.Or something like that? She is his wife, no? She is supposed to know things.
He came from a rich family, and he loved their daughter. They hated him for loving their little ugly duckling.This confused me.