Doug....

She's gone.

I get back in the early hours, only to find that she's fucking gone.

I'm angry.

With myself.

With Mack.

With her.

Why couldn't Frankie just stay? Stay and let me sort this out?

I think I know why.

She's a runner.

She runs from people and things that hurt her.

Frankie ran from the stage, from performing in public—because the public cruelly hurt her.

Now, she's running from me.

I hate that I have made her do that. I hate knowing that I have hurt her in some way. I don't have a heart of steel, so this is more painful for me than I actually know how to cope with.

Frankie makes me want to be a better man. She enriches my life. That's why I am doing something I have never done before—I'm putting someone else before my music.

I have to fly back to London.

I have to sort this out.

Until Frankie, music has always been the thing that has truly made me feel alive. But now, she's being pumped around in my blood. Thoughts of her, invade my consciousness.

They wander, in my unconsciousness.

Somehow, Frankie has reached me in places that no one else ever has. And that's why she's too important for me to just let her slip through the cracks of my life now. I've spent too long being distant. Too long being emotionally detached. It's time for Frankie to know all about my life.

To understand why I first took coke.

Why I occasionally still take it.

She needs to understand my dalliances with recklessness.

She needs to understand it all. 

And she will.

Frankie Fenner, has become an essential part of me. Just like I need air to breathe, I need her in my life.

Knowing that I may lose her, is now forcing me to admit that to myself.

Sometimes the eyes don't allow us to see what is in our hearts, but I see it, I finally see it. I think I have always seen it. Even when we first met, I remember looking into those wide and wonderful blue eyes of hers, and felt like I had known her my whole life.

We get told of such things. We read and watch about such things, but never really know whether such things truly do exist.

But I guess I should have known that such things do exist, because my own mother and father fell in love with each other within weeks. Their love story has been woven within all of my DNA.

I hope to have that with Frankie.

She's the only one who I want all of that with.

That's why I'm leaving now.

I've had no sleep.

I've got a set to do tonight.

But, I'm still leaving.

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