a whole year down the line.

i know that in the last year this blog has become a memorial, where i direct everything i say at niamh. 
niamh's dead. a whole year dead. i suppose i should move on.


dead is a hard word to say when you are directly talking about somebody who used to be the other half of you.


sometimes i think it's worse that the people who came into my life and filled that gap are not dead. they're just no longer in it.


i love you niamh lafferty, i always have and i always will; i will never have another first best friend.