We were going on strong. I did not even notice anything wrong with her til it was too late. Worst I might have been able to help her. If only I paid more attention to her. Now I have to sit on the sidelines and watch. But that is love right.
I do love her. I love her a lot. But I do not know if it is enough. She is gone. She had lost her mind. I have to watch her. Her blank eyes and all too skinny body.
She is not getting any better. She was put in a home to receive treatment more often.
Now I just can not take it any more. I have to leave her. It is to much pain. She will not even notice.