Well....my live continues

Love is a fickle thing I'm learning. The woman I love and who lives 750 miles away has just come through and is still going through the ending of her marriage and declaring herself a lesbian to him and to her family. She knew the time for complete truth was nearing but her fear was still so overwhelming to her. Her Husband made the first, very painful, move by coming home from work and asking her if she  wanted a divorce. Thus began the hardest part of the her journey. She told him she was gay and that the marriage had to end. Very difficult and many many tears. I am trying to be a source of comfort to her and have somewhat faded into the background. This has been hard for me to do. We've spent to many many hours over the last few weeks in constant contact and discussion. I knew this was coming and thought I was prepared but of course one never is prepared for such difficult and tramatic events as much as your might think you are. Well, today I had to come clean with were I'm and and what feelings I have. Very intense discussions through out the day. I was lost without contact from her. I was feeling that my role in her journey was very suddenly over. I was hurting because I knew that her love for me was coming from a very different place than mine. I felt no longer needed nor really wanted. We really did our best to talk this out rationally or at least as rationally as we could. There are so many unknowns and unanswerable questions that it's that with which I'm struggling with so much. I'm sick too to boot which isn't helping my emotions either.As the day and talks went on I managed to really get her concerned and upset as well. I hated doing this to her, I hated knowing I was the cause of such unnessesary grief. At some point she was frantically driving around in search of a payphone to call me on. She needed to hear my voice. I didn't want her to phone me thinking I would melt further into a basket case. She needed this so I wanted this for .both of us. I told her I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to handle it when the call ended. But she kept looking. She couldn't find a phone booth anywhere and was really getting frustrated and angry. I wanted her to go back home before she had an accident. While all this turmoil was happening I asked her to send me a picture showing her frustrated face. Really all I wanted was a closeup so I could really look at all her facial feature up close and personal. She sent a couple which most certainly showed all her frustrations pouring out of her but so much more wonderfully showed me her beauty in a way I've only imagined. She is a very handsome beautiful looking woman, A woman I would very much love to hug and kiss and be so so gentle with. Believe me please that should a time ever come for us to meet that whe would welcome me into her arms as I would her and place the most tenderest kiss upon her lips. My dream come true, my desires fullfilled. Ah to dream and hope is really all I can do but I will do it gladdly if it means I could be near your heart and soul......I'm sure this saga is going to keep swirling and churning for a long long time to come. Oh my dear sweet Friend if I could be so bold to as to say 'You Complete Me' or if given the chance could and would complete this lost and longing soul of mine......Thank you for being you !!