sometimes i look at the stars from my window at night and think of you. i used to dream that one day we’d sit at the top of a hill, with drinks, maybe a bit of food, and watch them stars. now walking around at night reminds me of you. it’s beginning to get darker earlier now, i kind of wish you were here with me to keep me warm. i miss you, but then again i dont, but i certainly miss your love, and the random things you’d come up with. thank you for apologising. forever and always, your honey sweet.