The relationship started out as just another fling but yesterday after yet another argument fuelled by her decision to leave college I realised how much she had grown on me when I spent that night wide awake and bothered. It has been two weeks since we last saw each other and I am already sorely missing her schoolgirl giggles and Colgate grin.

Groan.

all I want is to find an easier way to get out of our little heads

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice

It is almost 5 in the morning, and still I sit here in front of the computer with my fingers poised over the keyboard, frozen. Not because of a lack of thoughts to communicate, but rather an overwhelming volume of them to a point where it bottlenecked itself and leaving me at a loss for words.

What are you thinking about? Someone asked.

The missus, I replied. Friends. The past. UK. Masters. The future. How it all seemed to be linked together by the invisible web that is the butterfly effect. And how Leona Lewis's rendition of Run always makes everything seem alright.