![]() As a child I was terrified of it, to the point where I probably became a bit neurotic. ![]() I’ve always had a strange relationship with death. We had Chinese food & I drank too much whisky & proceeded to tactically throw up as soon as we got home (something he never let me feel embarrassed about but probably should have.) We spent the next day wrapped around each other, not one singular care in the world & basking in the warm glow being in love gives you.Ī week later, I was sat on the floor in my living room, surrounded by moving boxes and in silent despair, reeling from the phone call I’d just had from the police, confirming they’d found his body in the canal he’d been boating on. Three months ago, I was sat in a pub with my friends, a dog and the man I loved more than I ever thought possible.
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