Yeah, that is my definition of love, too.
Holding on and never letting go.
Not hurting and deceiving the person who is working so hard for you.
That is why I know my thirty years were a waste. A lie.
And why anyone who comes along and thinks that the cheater’s story makes cheating with them okay is a complete maggot, feeding on and rotting further the flesh of a thirty year love story.
Fuck all the willing affair partners out there.