Ok, here goes...since I had a nice face-to-face meeting with Fear, yesterday.

I fear a nasty D (most likely at this point)

I fear that H will never wake up, and I will always question whether I could have seen this before.

I fear that I will always have little regrets of not making my time with H better.

I fear that I may not be that in love again.

I fear that H will wake up, too late, and be the new and better H..the wonderful H I married, for someone else.

I fear that I have fought and stood and given so much passion to this one man, that I may not have it in me to do it again.

I fear that this may have been "it"

I fear that I am losing the love of my life. My first in so many things.

I fear that I will remember all those memories, wonderful, in the small waking moments and they will engulf me.

I fear that I will have to move on in life without the one I dreamt to build one with