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[forsarah]

In a stupid twist of logic, part of me feels that I shouldn't be writing this as you'll never read it. What's the point in telling you how I feel if you're not going to be there to listen to what I have to say. Equally, I write as much probably more to myself, sending myself emails at home as if it's going to someone else who can deal with not having you in their lives. But for whatever reason it feels right to put this stuff here and I find myself opening up more as time goes by. This only tells me that the worst is still to come. . Each day without you amplifies the pain I feel and the love I have.

I love you piglet. xxx