…He was giving me all that and asked for nothing in return. Nothing at all. No promises, no vows, no oaths that “only you and no one else ever”. Simply nothing. It was his only, terrible fault. There can’t be a greater misery for a woman than a man who is so good, so faithful, so loving and so unique and who does not expect any declarations. He simply is and gives her the assurance it is going to be forever. You only worry that the eternity – without all those standard promises – will be short.
LONELINESS IN THE NET © by Janusz Leon Wiśniewski