Today I went to so many places we’d been together in London. I feel as if your shadow is all over this city; your footsteps ingrained into the pavement; your memory in all my senses. I’m trying to understand what made those days so special, at what point I fell in love, why it was so beautiful. Perhaps we were just exactly what the other person needed, the company and understanding we deserved. And we chose each other - we travelled between the top and bottom of London to spend all those hours together. We were - and are - so natural in each others company, we’d never have to pretend to be someone else, we’d just exist. It hurts for me to forget you too. I am trying so hard, I’ve been doing so well, but tonight all my feelings have returned.