I’m hot.

Dear Hope, I’ve become busy and haven’t written to you for a while. It doesn’t mean I don’t think of you. Often. Just the other day, there was a butterfly on our balcony, sitting right there looking inside the glas window to where I sat. I knew it was you saying hello. Or at least […]

Our Song

Dear Hope, I love Coldplay. “Play it again” I said as I know this is our song. I’m Mum’s SKY FULL OF STARS and so are you. If I could choose I would like to die in Mum’s arms, like you. But then I know, it would make her really sad. I’ll send this song up to […]