Why do I still ache for him? I am extremely happy with my life, my career, my marriage, I am happy. But every day I think about him. What he’s doing. Is he happy? More than anything, I want him to be happy. If I knew he was happy, I think I could move on. But I have this sick feeling I will never know. And that’s the way he wants it.
I am leaving
I will be by myself. Alone. For 10 days.
And I want him. After all this time, I ache for him. Why? Can someone please tell me why?