Trade

I miss London, a lot. I miss the smell of clean streets at 3am and the baguette shop with the neon blue sign. I miss the sense of freedom I felt in London, the disconnectedness. Come to think of it, there are a lot of things that I miss. Wondering what came next and being excited for fate unknown. In some ways I miss the emotional rollercoasters that I used to refuse to let myself off and I miss all the people that have departed my life during those rides.


But I look at my life now and I feel the spaces like galaxies between my bones that you have managed to fill. Love can be overwhelming and powerful, but I wouldn't trade this, what we have, for the things I miss and the next million things that I could add to this list. You erase everything I have lost and everything I never knew I would eventually miss. I know I do not say it enough, but I love you with every fibre of my being and sometimes even more.