It's getting dark, Darling. Some people don't know the gift they have.

My heart,
Its nearly your time of year...just a few days to go. I think of you often, even though its been such a long time now, since we walked in the same places. So long that I'm afraid I won't see your face clearly again. I've forgotten you see. I see you now, immobile, as if always, always in our pictures. I'm ashamed that I can't remember how you looked when you spoke.
I remember little things, that over time have become big. They have to take up a lot more room now that there are more years to fill. That's life I suppose, although I wish you were still here so I could get to know you better, and you could get to know me better. I do know you loved me though, I felt it. And I love you. And I miss you.

I'll see you one day xxx