Tuesday, October 28, 2014



It was you who chose to end it like you did.
I was the last to know.
You knew exactly what you would do.
And don't say you simply lost your way...
She may believe you, but I never will.
Never again.
   

Saturday, November 16, 2013

The title of this video is so wrong.

I don't see these as "cute moments". These are the foundations of Freddie and Effy's relationship. It's amazing. :')

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Dear Felix,

I can't recall a time in my life when I was as sad as I have been over the past 4 days. I've tried to stay positive, especially for Matt's sake, but I have failed many times now. You have been gone for such a short time, yet I feel like I haven't seen you in a month. To the person who hit you with their car, I don't know who you are, I never will, and because of that I don't know the circumstances in which this happened. Also because of that, I assume the worst; and hate you with all of my heart and soul. To the person who called and saved us countless days of torment not knowing where you were; thank you. 

What brought this post on? You may not know this but I was actually allergic to you. It wasn't bad, helped by the fact that you hair stayed mostly on your body :) however tonight, I was driving home, and my eyes started doing what they used to do if I accidentally touched them after being around you. I must have touched something with your hair on it. Speaking of your hair, I don't think I have ever seen a single one of your hairs in the house the entire year, and now that you're gone I keep finding them. I keep seeing everything more clearly. Your left over paw prints. The flat bit in the bushes where you slept sometimes. The gravel out the front of the neighbours house that you rolled in. Your post upstairs. 

I'm finding myself worrying about what I say. For example I accidentally meowed at Gohan today, and he looked at me with this horrible look that made my spine feel like ice. I feel like I'm going to accidentally say, "Where's Felix?" or anything that we used to say in regards to you. I don't know if he knows that you're gone or not... If he's just waiting for you to walk through the door... 

When I think back to that night, Christmas night of all nights, when we had to bury you, I feel spineless for not saying goodbye to you properly. For not asking to see you under the towel you were wrapped in. I think that's why this still doesn't entirely feel real, that I'm with Gohan waiting for you to come through the door. 

I wish you could.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

If it hurts you this much, then it must be love.
And it's a lottery, I can't wait to draw your name.
Oh I'm trying to get to you,
But time isn't on my side.
If the truth's the worst I could do,
Then I guess that I have lied.

Keeping me awake,
It's been like this now for days.
My heart is out at sea,
My head all over the place.
I'm losing sense of time,
And everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day,
I fear that's a month too late.

That night I slept,
On your side of the bed so,
It was ready when you got home.
We're like noughts and crosses in that,
Opposites always attract.

You've taken me to the top,
And let me fall back south.
You've had me at the top of the pile,
And then had me kissing the ground.
We've heard and seen it all,
No one's talked us out.
The problems that have come,
Haven't yet torn us down.

Am I keeping you awake?
If I am then just say.
You can make your own decisions;
You can make your own mistakes.
I'll live and let die all the promises you made,
But if you lie another time, it'll be a lie that's too late.

That night I slept,
On your side of the bed so,
It was ready when you got home.
We're like noughts and crosses in that,
Opposites always attract.

You always have your way,
For now it's too soon for you to say,
Will we be always, always?
 

Thursday, March 8, 2012

It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear.
You almost feel ashamed, that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing.
No one will ever understand how much it hurts.
You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you.
And when it's over, and it's gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back.
So that you could have the good.