I started this weekend attempting to win some prizes playing bingo. I had a few lines and nearly completed a full house. The night took a few turns and I ended up missing my coach to Leeds the following morning. My thoughts betrayed me but I decided to honour what we agreed. Apollonia were incredible that evening. She was amazing too but we were soon tearing apart the ties that bind. If only I could press rewind.
Well the morning was complete. There was tears once the music faded, I struggled to change the beat. Summer loving had me a blast. This blog should have been overflowing with stories about us splashing around, but things turned cold, and that's where it ends. So often we ended up talking over each other, not allowing ourselves to see things from the others’ perspective. I had found myself on the rocks again, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
