You know what?
I need to hold you close again.
To run my fingers through your hair.
Missing you.
Front garden displaying it's field full of bluebells.
Nearly crunched an unfortunate ladybird as I walked up the steps, first one I've seen this year.
Daydreaming again.
Lucky ladybird.
You were in my head again.
Then you left, once more.
(c) Livvi