Today

The new comments on this blog made me sit and think for a while. About how Phil was when I was depressed. How he was always there for me. Always there to help. How he would do whatever needed doing. But how he would always, somehow, lighten my mood and help me get back to being as normal as i could. I wish, so much, that he was here now. I have not needed someone this badly for a long time. No, not someone, Phil! I need Phil. I need his arms round me, and his voice telling me it's okay. I need to hear his voice. I need Phil. I love Clive, but I need Phil. I'll never have him with me again. I miss him. every day I miss him.