So there I was scrolling on Vinted , and someone was selling some framed cross stitch pieces that they had made. One reminded me of you straight away.

It couldn’t have fitted anymore perfectly , you and your fantasies bugger lugs. Of course i bought it. I still miss every single part of you every single day, there is still the huge hole that you left when you died. I still cry and long to see you and talk to you , I mean properly talk to you. In no time at all it will be three years , three whole years , I can barely believe it. Little reminders of you are forever popping up , you’re never far from my thoughts. Sometimes it’s easy to daydream,  to imagine you’re still alive , to imagine everything is alright.

I’m actually doing OK on the diet, it’s going to take time , but even slow progress is still progress and a step in the right direction. If I can stay on track all month I’ve promised myself a treat meal , Fishcake , Chips and Mushy Peas, not exciting or glamorous,  but you take a little piece of contentment wherever you can. It was always my favourite date sharing a bag of chips.

I’m still unbearably lonely,  but one day at a time, eh sausage. There is no other way. It feels like I’ve cried myself to sleep a million times, but I know they’ll be many , many more. Come to me in my dreams, there is nothing else now.

Love and miss you an immeasurable amount.

Forever heartbroken

Girl Almighty xx