You're not the only one
Yes, you're devastated. You'll never get to do a lot of things that you love any longer.
But did the thought ever cross your mind, that I probably won't do a lot of things anymore, things you got me to love as well?
Because without you, it's just not the same.
You were my motivator, my muse, my goal, my support.
You feel all that pain, mentally and physically.
I feel all that pain, emotionally.
You hold everything in, not wanting to weep.
I weep almost every night.
For all the pain you have to go through, for your opportunities, taken away from you, for the fear I might loose you.
When I got the call I was calm. When I saw you I was calm. When I left you I was calm.
But once the operation was over, you were finally out of pain for that short while, your pulse was stable once more, I was not calm.
The dam broke.
If only you knew that underneath the solid stone wall is a creaky twig foundation.