jaylar
I can speak of myself with certainty; I was in love with a man who didn’t love me, or want me, or think of me in that capacity.
This man was perfect to me. From his appearance to his voice to his nature, I loved him with every atom of my being.
I was hopelessly in love with man who was in love with a woman I knew and despised.
And that man I loved, married that woman.
Looking at a photo of them taken a year after their wedding, the fact they were in love with each other was obvious.
If you stood Patrick and I next to that man and his wife, the fact we did not love each other would shout.
So we never stood together.
We never took those ‘look fondly at each other’ photos.
Of all that Patrick and I shared and exhibited, I would say the awareness of how we would appear to others was the most significant factor.
