Where is my normal life?
The one we were set to have.
The extremely beautiful wife.
It was taken away.
Cancer did us in.
1 in 7 billion the doctor said.
John and Michelle, for the ‘We’ve never seen this before’, type of win.
That’s what people don’t quite get.
It’s not just missing her. It’s also missing what was supposed to be.
The future. The love.
The life we envisioned.
Before ‘We’ became ‘Me’.
To be reunited again.
After eight years apart.
To fall madly in love for the second time.
To consume each other’s heart.
Losing her again.
Such a cruel fate.
To see your love dying. You can’t help but fill with hate.
I’m over that now.
The anger. The rage.
I cursed the Higher Power enough.
Life is a book. Please don’t judge me by that page.
Still the longing for her exists in ways I can’t quite explain.
It’s that. It’s so much more.
I want a normal life.
The absence of such. A sucker punch. To my core.
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