I'm crippled more than ever before. It really isn't possible for me to love this man more.
"But I never want to be without your fierce love." I tell him.
He reaches up and slides his hand around the base of my neck, pulling me down so our foreheads meet.
"You won't be. I'll never stop loving you hard. It'll only get harder because every day that passes we create more memories. Memories I'll treasure, not memories I want to forget. My mind is being filled with beautiful images of us, and they are replacing a history that lingers. They're chasing away my past, my wife. I need them. I need you in it only," he says.
"You have me now," I breathe, shifting my hands up to his shoulders.
"Don't ever leave me again." He kisses me gently.
"It hurt so badly." He said.
I sit up on his lap and pull him up with me, wrapping my arms so tightly around him and pushing my mouth to his ear.
"Now I'm crazy in love with you. Hubby," I whisper.
