Looking back at one interview this morning made me reflect on something. How H and Lou as baby boyfriends were much more vocal about their feelings for each other, how they touched, hugged and bantered. And how then their voices, their touches have been taken away from them +

+ They started communicating though in a different way. With slight brushes of the hand, with glances, with smiles, sign language - any way they could. They started getting tattoos to show their bond, to express themselves. All black on skin, no colours, perhaps +

+ to show the colour that was missing in their lives or to make them more striking. Not sure. And I am not saying anything new, it has all being said before, but every now and then it hits me, it brings tears to my eyes (I am fucking dramatic ik) and I have to express it +

+ Lou wrote of broken beaks which not only don't allow to proffer a sound but they may lead to death in a bird. H talks about "not speaking enough" or "for your eyes only". Most of their songs talk about communication, struggles with it - but of one thing I am absolutely sure +

+ they have learnt to translate a whisper, a tone of voice, the speed of a heartbeat or a gaze. It is about two souls in complete harmony, breathing in unison and that my friend can never, ever been taken away