Dear Dan, (Seemed like a good place to start) in 55 days time it will mark a year since you were cruelly taken from us. It will mark a year when I lost a friend, an accomplice in crime, a man who believed in equality and one of the people I love the most. It's been hard to cope; I've gone through days where I turn around and say 'hey I need to talk to Dan' and reality comes crashing in, it's been hard to realise I'm not gonna get you back, or be able to hug you, or watch finding nemo with you, it's been difficult to see posts about Dan and Phil and not be able to update you on the latest fiction or facts, I've tried not to cry, to stay strong but it hasn't worked and I feel like my insides are melting away, the feeling of loss and helplessness doesn't go, I still hate you for leaving me when you promised you wouldn't, I love you too much to be angry or annoyed that you got sick and got taken away though, I miss talking to you about food and films and the latest celebrity scandal however most of all I miss the way you told me everything that happened, everything you feared and everything you loved, the time you held a ladybug and then accidentally stepped on it, the time you though you needed to fart but really needed to poop, I just miss you, however it's been nearly a year without all of that and nothing's the same, sleep well, I love you man, G'night ❤️
