Esme, you have all the right in the world to miss me, just like I keep on missing you. How could I forget that you were there? And I don’t see it as anyone’s fault.
September 21, 2008
it is only one month
Life without Esme is starting to become reality. The throbbing pain, the checking of e-mail and SMS just to find nothing, the memories becoming threadbare – all these signs of a love lost are closing in on me. I try to keep them at bay by re-reading our story, by re-arranging reality, by re-inventing history.
But [...]