Love is missing you so much today that it hurts
Love is missing you every single day
Love is smiling because of a memory of you
Love is crying because of a memory of you
Love is knowing that you are in the sunshine
Love is knowing you are in the rain
Love is knowing that two bodies became one
Love is knowing that two hearts became one
Love is knowing that two souls were always one
Love is knowing that what we had was just the beginning
Love is knowing that what we had was never truly going to end
Love is talking to you as if you are here
Love is knowing that you are here in the silence
Love is in a hot cup of tea and remembering you saying
“Don’t let the tea go cold!”
Love is hearing a song that reminds me of you
Love is watching a film that reminds me of you
Love is supporting the England cricket team – because they were your team
Love is no longer supporting the Indian cricket team – because they were not your team!
Love is talking about you so you live on in people’s memories
Love is talking about you so you live on in people’s hearts
Love is dancing in memory of you
Love is sitting still in memory of you
Love is eating chocolate
Love is eating cake
Love is eating chocolate cake
And remembering the bliss on your face when you ate chocolate, cake, chocolate cake
Love is remembering the fishing
Love is remembering the golf
(And not really understanding either!)
Love is the fights we had
Love is the making-up that followed
Love is knowing that you are in the warm sunshine on my back
Love is knowing that you are in the cool sea breeze on my face
Love is the memory of me making you laugh
Love is the memory of you making me laugh
Love is telling someone a story about you and laughing
Love is telling someone a story about you and crying
Love is looking at the thousands of photos you took
And being grateful you didn’t listen to me when I told you not to…
Love is wishing with every fibre of my being that you are physically here with me
Love is knowing with every fibre of my being that you are spiritually here with me
Love is thinking “He would love this if he was here!”
Love is thinking “He would hate this if he was here!”
Love is being there for me always
And being ok when I wasn’t there for you…
Love is remembering your hugs
Love is remembering your kisses
Love is remembering how we walked hand-in-hand
Love is remembering how we linked arms as we walked
Love is you being comfortable in your chivalry
Love is you being comfortable in my feminism
Love is me coming home to a dinner of trout, creamed potatoes and vegetables
Love is you coming home to a dinner of baked beans on toast – and not complaining
Love is you supporting me in my work
Love is you telling me honestly when something wouldn’t work
Love is ordering something on a menu because you would have loved it
Love is not ordering something on a menu because you would have hated it
Love is trying to find the strength to move forward so that I can make you proud
Love is knowing that you will understand when I don’t always find that strength
Love is knowing that you watch over me as I cry uncontrollably
Love is knowing that you watch over me when I laugh hysterically
Love is knowing that you feel my pain when I am in pain
Love is knowing that you feel my joy when I am joyful
Love is hearing your laughter in my ears
Love is hearing your voice in my heart
Love is remembering you chatting to Tabasco
Love is remembering Tabasco miaowing back
Love is remembering those early morning conversations between you two
Love is knowing that that was my favourite sound in the whole world…
(And that you are both chatting away now!)
Love is hoping that I make you proud
Love is knowing that I make you proud
Love is hoping you are ok
Love is you hoping I am ok
Love is everything you did for me
Love is you forgiving me for everything I didn’t do for you
(and still can’t forgive myself…)
Love is remembering the smell of your aftershave
Love is remembering your touch on my body
Love is remembering your whispers in my ear
Love is remembering with just one look what you were thinking
Love is remembering how we finished each other’s sentences
Love is missing those lazy afternoons in “your” garden
With “your” fish and flowers and birds…
Love is remembering our first dirty weekend away
Love is remembering your first trip to Africa – you were so excited!
Love is the memory of you sharing the English countryside with me
Love is the memory of me sharing the Kenyan savannah with you
Love is the memory of how we explored the Maldivian beaches together
Love is missing you so very much
Love is the loneliness I feel without you
Love is the strength you gave me when I was weakened
Love is the support you gave me when I faltered
Love is knowing that a lockdown for us would not have been a problem
Love is knowing that it would have been a time for companionship and connection
Love is remembering you and feeling fear, anger and sadness without you
Love is remembering you and feeling joy and love in the memories of you
Love is sharing
Love is contagious
I know it was with you…
Love is memories of the past
Love is anticipation of the future (with some trepidation)
And is love in the now?
Love is you wanting to marry me after being together for one month
Love is waiting for 17 and a half years before I said yes
Love is the secret ceremony – just the two of us
Love is fighting the cancer because I asked you to
Even when you didn’t have the strength to…
Love is being a willing Papa Jhoom
Even when you were one of the worst dancers I knew!
Love is capturing so much of our 19 years together on camera
So that today I have the best keepsakes a girl could ask for…
Love is knowing you want me to move forward with my life
Love is wanting to move forward – for myself and for you
Love is knowing that you know how hard that is for me sometimes
Love is knowing that I have your hand in blessing on my head
Love is knowing that I have your spirit in guidance in my heart
Love is making me your wife
In this lifetime – and forever more
Love is knowing that you will be there to meet me when my time comes
Love is knowing that you will hold your hand out for me when I take my last breath
Love is this feeling that I can’t explain
I just knew it was something I felt when I was with you…
Love is knowing that I love you and you love me…
and that our love is eternal.
Love is…Ever yours. Ever mine. Ever ours.