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At the very start of last week I wrote a new song called Hide Away. It made me realise that I have been somewhat lost for a time..

Since he left on that Tuesday in July I have wandered through days unsure of the soul that I am. My cup of confidence has never been full but it is surely emptier than it was before he walked away. I am finding it hard to be comfortable like I always was.

For more than three hundred days I heard daily how much I was adored. With those words no longer lingering I am becoming shy. More so than is usual for a wallflower.

Discovering darkness is difficult. It is frightening. Trying to tiptoe around it is near impossible. It is tiring.

I have always been content in the company of my own soul. I seldom felt the need for somebody else, seldom felt so lonely until now. So such feelings are new. They are troubling.

I feel awkward. Anxious and uncertain.

Things are getting better though. Much better.

My lengthy limbs are slowly stumbling out of my shell and I am finding my way. I am beginning to realise that there is much to be happy about.

Days are getting brighter and my boots are getting lighter. Faces seem friendlier and not so frightening. My cup is filling up and so, I am thankful.

Towards the end of the week I wrote another song called Forget Me. It made me realise that if I am to have a house, a man, a baby and delilah the cow I must keep my chin up.

And I will.


HIDE AWAY
am i a little too late to wonder where i am, a little too far to hold your hand?
is it too late to question, to ask why you ran?
does it all make sense in your mind or does it fold and flicker, do you find -

when you're quiet it comes to life? does it eat you from the inside?
in the darkness of the light are you alright or do you hide away from all mankind?

like a freckle on your chest or on your shoulder, a mark he made when he would hold you.
are you afraid of living, of getting older?
does it all make sense in your mind or does it fold and flicker, do you find -

when you're quiet it comes to life? does it eat you from the inside?
in the darkness of the light are you alright or do you hide away?

does it all make sense in your head or does it fumble over all the things you said?

and when you're quiet does it come to life? does it eat you from the inside?
in the darkness of the light are you alright or do you hide away?
do you hide away?
hide away..


FORGET ME
there is love lingering just around the corner. let it grow before i know ya.
i will make a home before you get here, make a place to hold your heart dear.
all the while i'll leave it lingering around the corner.

don't forget.
don't forget me.

i find it hard not to wonder, not to think about.
'cause you've got me under, got me waiting just around the corner.
lt me grow before i know ya.
i will make a home before you get here, make a place to hold your heart dear.
all the while i'll leave it lingering around the corner.

don't forget.
don't forget me.

there is love lingering just around the corner. let it grow before i know ya.
i will make a home before you get here, make a place to hold your heart dear.
all the while i'll leave it lingering around the corner.

don't forget.
don't forget me.

hey lady lay

Meet my sister.

It took us all but fifteen years to blossom and to grow a friendship beyond simply being sisters, but it was well worth the wait. I couldn't be happier to be the bigger one, to be planning post graduate adventures with my one and only and to be seeing that things will only get better.

In my travels through photographs of the last two years I stumbled upon a moment captured on my 18th birthday.

Sometimes I miss my long hair and where I was. Often I miss having a bedroom with a window and a place to put my things. Almost always I am thankful for all I have witnessed since then, for all that has become something or nothing. And forever will I be thankful for all that I remember.

Just in case your ears needed some sweet lovin' while you read..