Alex, I think about you every day. I write wall posts/ texts/ messages to you every day in my mind. I talk about you in the present tense rather than past, because part of me still doesn't want to admit that you're gone and that I won't see you again. I have to stop myself from sharing every single memory that pops up on my Facebook with you. It happens almost daily, which just goes to show how much you used to pester me.... I really miss you, I miss talking at you, talking with you, the fact that you find me funny when lots of people don't and most importantly that you always care about me. I wish you'd come back, or that I could come and see you just one more time. Missing you lots, Impey xx