Friday, 6 February 2015

I wish i could reach out and touch you, just for a second. I don't know maybe squeeze your hand or kiss you on the forhead and yeah maybe that sounds stupid but i miss you so deeply tonight that i'm just looking for a piece of Kate. I wouldn't even have to touch you, your presence would be enough. 

Equally, i know how hard it must be meaning so much to me but needing to be free from people some days. I'll work out ways to impact you less, i promise. 

Sunday, 1 February 2015

I'm both on top of the world tonight and gutted. I've cried a lot an frankly your presence is so missed I wouldn't have believed I'd been with you a couple of hours ago. I don't feel right if I'm honest, because I definitely do when I'm with you or you're here. But at the same time I'm just so happy after spending the weekend with you.