Hello Trouble, it’s been a tricky one today. Two years since your accident,  it hardly seems possible, two whole years since the rug was well and truly pulled out. Two years since that chain of events were set in motion that would lead to your passing. I still can’t believe you’re gone , maybe it’s because I desperately don’t want to believe it. Two years that mark the start of those days where I was just at home alone , hoping and praying that you’d pull through,  not knowing what was happening with you. That constant feeling of my insides being in knots , that lump in my throat. Making deals in my head if only you’d be alright.   I would have done anything if it would have meant you pulling through.

Your words play over and over in my mind , “don’t be daft, nothings going to happen to me” , how wrong you were. Sometimes I close my eyes and memories of you play in my mind like a tape, and it hurts. I’m missing you more than ever. Time doesn’t heal , it’s bullshit.

Night , night beautiful,  I love you

Girl Almighty