I have always loved you; I will continue to be in love with you until the day I die. I'm grateful for our thirteen years together but I miss you very, very much. Your voice. Your face. Your laugh. All of it, all of you. I still can't believe that you're not here. I love you, Mark.
Cheryl
15th August 2010
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland