Dear Clive, I really need to talk to you. I’m feeling so low tonight. Everywhere I look I think of you. I look at the Christmas lights and think of you. The Christmas tree we bought together. Your photos are everywhere, I look at them and remember when they were taken and I so wish we could be back in time so we could be together. I see happy, smiling people when I go out and think that should still be us. It’s hard to pretend to be happy all the time when inside I am falling to bits. The hurt comes from deep inside me, it comes up to my throat and I can hardly breath. I don’t know why tonight I am so down, the tears come on so quickly, without reason really, I know that doesn’t make much sense. I can’t really explain. I just know I am missing you more every single day. I love you so much. I need you, but I know I can never have you here with me again, and it tears me apart. I’m just trying to tell you how I feel. You are always in my thoughts, every single day. Love always, Anne 💔💔💔💔💔😘😘😘😘😘