As I sit here at your grave, I think back on many days.

The day I met you and we fell in love. The day I married

you and made promises I did not keep. The day I chose

to cheat. The day you told me you had known.

The days when I should have been with you, that hospital

took me from you. The nights you layed awake knowing

I was with her but you chose to not say a word. I'd tell

you stories about my day but I always left out Elise Grey.

So when your brain began to fade and you forgot about me,

I found out how you had felt. To be on the outside looking in

and feeling left out. What a terrible way to live the last 30 years.

You must have really loved me, to put up with the shitty things

I did.

When you died, karma got me. The guilt of never being there.

The affair and the lies. I would take it back so many times, just

to be by your side. I may be a good doctor maybe even a good

friend, but I was not a good husband especially in the end.

But I want you to know something my sweet Adele. I did love

you and I always will. As I watched Miranda dance with Ben,

I thought back to you and me. Us dancing to a nice love song.

How it felt to hold you and I felt so complete. Then tear fell

from my eye. You were my wife for 30 years and all I could think

is, I wish that had been you and me dancing under those lights.