Hi Handsome ,

The other day I was sitting reading old text messages. There was the one where you said “I worry about you getting bored of me” . You daft sod, I could never get bored of you. It took a while for you to share what was on your mind , but I’m glad that we did get to a point where you felt that you could share things. Where you sometimes showed a little vulnerability. I’m glad you realised that I wouldn’t judge you and you could open up.

I bloody cocked up putting in my repeat prescription for my anti-depressants , so the last few days have been low. Honestly my mind is like a sieve sometimes.

A few days ago I was out shopping and i saw somebody who from the back that looked like you , it wasn’t you of course , but they turned around and I promptly burst into tears. What a fucking idiot. According to my counselling some of the things I feel could be connected to me not saying goodbye to you. I can’t change that though. So how will those feelings stop ? You’ve left such an imprint on life , you were so beautiful. For now I’ll go because I’m out and I can feel the tears prickling my eyes. Love you always.

Girl Almighty