I wish i could leave pie, i wish i could be with you or at least a million miles away from here. I fly for a while, keep on keeping on because that's what is expected, because i found something worthwhile for others to fill my time with. But what about me? Three years on and i'm all good yeah? cos i'm not, i still struggle every day, i still carry this every minute, i still hurt every damn fucking second. I still have to check myself because i get caught with a thought that makes me crumble within a blink. All it would take to heal is you. I need a hug from my girlie. I need you. i love you my beautiful angel, to the moon and back, forever. xxxxxxx