DEAR LITTLE BIRDY,
We have three more days together. I cried last night, but sometimes I wonder why I am so attached to you.
Is it because of your company?
The advice you give?
I shouldn't be stupid, you can't talk, you never could.
All this time I've been talking to myself...giving myself the advice.
From the tender age of seven.
Maybe Im running mad. Maybe I've always been mad.
we're all mad anyway.
Lucy x
