99 Days Without You

Day 71

Day Seventy-One:

I’m on the train back to London now, and let me just say that I’m nervous. More nervous than I ever have been. More nervous than I was before our first performance, where you whispered encouraging words into my ear before we went on up to stage. You smiled at me reassuringly before the song started, and after that I felt as if I were soaring.

It’s sad to think that I’ll never be able to perform with you again, or snuggle up close with you in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep, or come to you when I just need a hug. I’m scared to return to the flat. What if they’ve changed it?

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I’m home now, sitting in your room actually. It’s left exactly the way it was. I am so relieved right now I can’t even explain it. I’m just glad I won’t have to sleep without a bit of you here with me.