Little sweetheart, just after the news I was telling you a few days ago, we had occasion to hear about a couple of other London-centric things regarding the band, which I’ll tell you about in due course, of course!
But I’m also thinking how very fitting it is both because 11 years ago about this time is when you and I were first in London together and coincidentally I’ve been writing about that very trip at this point in the book over the last several days.
I won’t repeat everything there here but I am reminded, it’s so fresh in the memory, how wonderful it was to be there with you, walking around and visiting old haunts that had been my own and I so wanted to share.
On one of those many nights, walking along the Thames hand in hand, it struck me how terribly lonely I had been, maybe for my entire life until there was you. And coupled with the overwhelming feeling of love, holding your hand as we crossed the bridge I began to cry. And you held me and said, so very kindly, so very gently, so very wisely, “don’t start missing me yet, I’m right here”.
Yes, my little sweetheart. Quite right. I know you are. Closer than I can imagine. With all my love forever.
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