Dear Gareth,

I know you’re somewhere out there, somewhere far away.

I wonder if you check on me, maybe not every single day.

Maybe you wonder how I’m doing, or just to see if I’m okay.

I don’t write as often anymore, the time it passes by.

But I think of you daily, you are my vanilla sky.

It’s been 8 years since you left us, and jaspers long gone too.

I don’t think it matters how long it is, the grief still crashes through.

Sometimes when I’m shopping or just sitting in my car.

A song we sang, a place we loved, can make me fall apart.

I hope you know I love you, and I will for evermore.

But the time has come, I can’t keep looking back, I need to close the door.

It doesn’t mean I will forget, how could I, you’re literally on my skin.

One red string tied to our hearts, my love for you a pin.

That I wear with pride, out on my sleeve, something I wont ever hide.

Is the love I have, for my best friend, for my husband, for the man I loved who died.

Here I am eight years on, I’m travelling around the coast.

I’m joined by Jackson and JC, but it’s you I miss the most.

I hope this letter finds it’s way, to let you know I’m well.

I’m living life, I’m moving forward, trying to come out of my shell.

So now it is with a heavy heart,  that this letter must come to a close.

You are gone but not forgotten, you are wherever the wind blows.

LUMUWUNU XXXX