I havent forgotten you

i know ive not been here much sorry i really am but my life is currently like fingernails on a chalkboard, like throwing myself overboard, a breakdown on a motorway, someone dying on Christmas day, sand inside a bathing suit, a symphony with the sound on mute, a letter to the wrong address, red on a wedding dress, like a map that leads o nowhere a wine glass on a concrete floor ... the over use of metaphor

and that is slowing me down along with the heat here

but i will tr to thik of anything to write her but until then i shall do my best to keep smiling