PATRICK
You know babe, I just can't believe 6 years have passed on by.
6 1/2 years actually - but I still think of you and cry.
I know that I must let you go. It's stupid to hang on.
But I've got such good memories of all we'd shared and done.
It's not that I've been looking for another version of you.
I haven't been comparing - but Babe, they're just not you!
You were funny, kind and generous, caring and very smart.
I know without a shadow of doubt, I loved you with all my heart.
You were the very best boyfriend that I have ever had
and yes, I know we had our fights and we'd get really mad.
But I don't really remember that. I only remember the good.
The trips to Swaziland, Cape Town, South Coast, the restaurants, the food.
We knew each other's bodies so well, we just couldn't get enough!
You were considerate, skilled, horny, never ever rough.
I know that we were soulmates. Best friends and lovers too.
I wanted to spend the rest of my life making love to you.
I need to say goodbye though, to get on with my own life.
I need someone to care about. I want to be a wife.
Your courage was amazing. You were brave and dignified.
But in the end, Cancer won. You left me - you died.
© DIANNE NIELSEN June 2000
