It’s a sad day today.
Typical rain/windy/dark British weather.
I really miss Tom.
I miss his hugs, I miss his kisses, his laugh, cheeky jokes. I miss running my fingers through his hair, I miss sitting on his couch and watching stand up comedy on TV.
I miss falling asleep in his arm.
I miss his affectionate kiss on my forehead when I’m about to fall asleep and the loving whisper of G’night.
I really hate myself for rocking the boat.
Maybe, just maybe, I have made the worst decision in my life.
I really hate myself.
I really do.