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I am posting anonymously because this is embarrassing to admit to anyone, even strangers on the internet.
I had a boyfriend who I just KNEW I would marry. Over the years, we’d get together, and then circumstances and eventually distance would split us up, but we’d eventually find each other again. The last time we were in touch was in the winter and we’d planned my summer road trip to see him. Kids, though we were, we loved each other. In the spring, I heard from a mutual friend that my boyfriend had intentionally shot himself and died. I never heard from my boyfriend again (and I was too afraid to call or write) so I accepted the news, but I’d always wondered. It’s been years yet I’ve thought of him nearly every day. Now I live in the city where I was meant to visit him. Since that never happened, I’d always hoped to one day visit his grave. Silly, but I’ve done online cemetery record searches anyway… to no avail. I wonder if one day I’ll happen upon his grave? Stupid me has this unrealistic dream of running into him and finding out the whole suicide thing was a rumour. I guess I know the truth is he’s gone, but I’ve always felt cheated. Betrayed. Abandoned. I feel like I need something from him before I can accept that he’s gone. Even after all these years.
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