As i sit here with the television on and my wife playing patience, i just have this emptiness inside, i don't know what i'm feeling or even thinking..
I've been married to my wife for nearly three years, but with her for seven years, and i still find it difficult to express my fears and feelings, maybe because it will upset her, I don't know? Maybe through fear of looking an idiot or sounding like one.
But in the past seven years we have had two beautiful boys, that created our little family, and we have had our bad times, which nearly destroyed us..
As i sit here with the television on and my wife playing patience, i may not know what i'm feeling or understand why i feel so empty, but i do know i love her, cherish her and would do anything to take her fears and her pain away, for she is the one that makes my life worth living. (Thank You for Reading)
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