Lights {d.s.}

Lights

"I left the light on for you, I know that you're never coming back, but maybe it will guide you home.

I miss you, Daniel.

I miss your hair, your smile, the way your voice sounds.

I still don't know where you are. You always said you wanted to escape but I never expected to wake up without you on a sunny morning.

We wanted to go to my favorite museum, do you remember?

Ever since you left I'm wandering trough Londons streets everyday, hoping to see you somewhere.

I quit my job, well, I got fired. They told me to move on from you, that you probably are dead. But I know you aren't, you are somewhere out there.

If you lost your way, I need you to be brave Danny.

The media talked a lot about you. Bastilles singer is missing and the fans are torn apart. Probably not as torn apart as me, Kyle, Woody and Will.

I haven't seen Will in ages.

Kyle and Woody come around once or twice a week to see if I'm still sane.

Go to therapy they said.

Get help is what they said too.

You broke me, Daniel.

Just come home please, don't let go.

If you see the light from our house, follow the light, please.

I won't be living in this house for long anymore, I can barely pay the bills anymore.

Sleeping with all the lights on each night is  expensive.

I wonder if you know what you did to me. You made me fall back into my old habits, all those little red lines and all the pain medication.

No amount of medication will ever stop the pain in my heart.

While I'm writing this, I'm sitting in the same old Café. The one you love, waiting for you to walk trough the door like on our first date.

We'd hug and kiss and play music together.

I don't know where you are Daniel, it's scary.

You could be homeless, lost to drugs or maybe even dead.

The police gave up ok looking for you after 2 weeks.

They said you were mentally unstable, but you were my stability.

Fuck you Daniel, this is all your fault.

I will never stop loving you.

I will leave the light on.

Yours truly, Heather"