just been textin your lynn all day still wondering why what and how just like your lynn does why couldn't it have been different i get a sunken sick feeling everytime i have to have a day of sick or go to one of olivers school plays or even parents evening knowing ya should be their too especially to hear the outcome of oliver like to entertain i mean come on she says laughing inside where did he get that from hey yeah you can laugh cos he may as well be your identical twin i hate this shit why cant i just pick up the phone or greet ya at the door why cant we get one last chance dont even know what to say stuck for words yeah go on laugh again stuck for words me your lynn just reminded me of the times we had too and i feel sick to my stomach so less about this hey all i do want to say is i bring our son up the very best i can and will never and i mean never ever let him forget about you just try and make it so he has a normal life i cant visit ya their or even go back to the scene not strong enough to deal with it i will one day but for now it is a balloon always sent your way a rose bush in mums garden and trinkets left by oliver and a thousand or millions of memories that will never ever be forgotten nor will i ever let them i hope your looking after yourself young man we love you and even though ya never met oliver little bro he knows all about you too oliver makes sure of it i know everyone always mentions ya whether it be mum dad our gary your son of course and me but even to my aunt cath who will always say to this day no one can ever replace ya top lad x x x x