Annie, you are far from daft - loving someone that much is special and if anything should be remembered, celebrated, cherished. Life can be cruel but love can endure. Your love has aged with you. Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt memory with us
My nan & grandad were divorced. Nan had a lover for 40-50 odd years before he died after having Parkinson's Disease for a few years. Nan had dementia and I spent her last weeks by her side - she no longer knew who I was or mistook me for other people, but as I talked to her about friends, family, life, memories etc, the only thing she showed signs of recognition for was the name or mentions of this lover. Even in her confused, possibly tortured mind, her love endured and as painful as it was for me (I never liked him, but she loved him, and that's the important thing), I tried to talk about him, positively, as much as I could, hoping that if there was an afterlife they would both be young again and be PD-and-Dementia-free! I believe she believed she would see him again.