The snowglobe of a life is once again settling down – Shake that confetti with moving to the new spot with you and you – this and that has finally given in to gravity, getting centred again. So – we stopped talking, I got fed up, decided that I needed more from you and now what. 3 days passed and i text to say i miss’d you and am level 3 of the confusatory looking at the stars that know the future but aren’t telling.  That’s fine, I said it before and will say it once again. I have the rest of my life to love you and there is…