I thought about you this morning Imogen Cortis-Jones. If I go to NYC will you see me?

Being with you made me realise that you’re like a limb. It was a huge part of me. 25% as I say consisted of you. It feels like I’ve lost an arm. Could we be a part of eachothers lives again? I can’t back down though. Because what you did is true. Despite that though I think of you so often, the positive things. I know you don’t think of me at all. But please.