How could you, Craig?
How could you leave me so utterly alone?
All those years together, everything we went through, everything I sacrificed for you... and you never had anything good to say about me?
Did you even love me at all?
Why does it feel like you didn't?
I was a good wife, dammit. A very good wife. I supported you financially for 4 years, I put you through school, I made it possible for you to do what you wanted to do. I cooked, I cleaned, I listened. When you had nobody else, for years and years, I was there. Always there. I forgave so much. So much. More than anyone should ever have to. More than most people EVER would.
I loved you so much. And even though there were times when you frustrated and angered me, it was always tempered with my love for you. For any negative thing I had to say, I could easily follow with something I loved about you.
But not you.
Apparently you only had hurtful things to say about me.
So now how am I supposed to believe that you ever loved me at all?
You certainly are not here to say it.
Why am I hurting so much for someone who would have so easily forgotten me?