I feel like I haven't seen, heard or touched Danny in so long but in reality it has only been two weeks but it seems like forever. Even though every night we talk over skype and text constantly all day but I've been in Australia doing The voice AU while Dan has been touring the states but we will see each other in a couple of days. Once I've had a break from filming I am taking the next flight to America.

I'm not really entirely sure as to why I decided to do The voice in Australia, I guess it does take my mind off Danny for a bit as I do try my best to put all of my attention onto my contestants.

Right now we are doing the 'showdowns' which is when each contestant comes on stage and sings a song they've picked and each judge has to choose one from their team to go through, it appears simple enough.

We have already viewed half of the artists now it's time for team Ricky Martin. I'm currently slouched in my chair quite comfortably but then I hear the host say "Now this contestant has chosen to sing, Breakeven by The Script."

Great! That is exactly what I want to listen to when I currently miss Danny so much already and it's one of my songs and it doesn't help that it's one of their break up songs too.

As he's singing the tune I can't help but think of Danny and how much he means to me, the amazing times we've spent together but also the pain we have been through. Not being able to tell the world that we belong to each other and not be able to show our love to everyone.

It is also annoying me that this guy can't even sing it well, I wish the person singing could do the song justice.

I'm finally back at the hotel after a couple of hours of being at the set of The voice and I flop down onto my bed. Before I left, Ricky, Kylie and Joel were all wondering if i was okay because apparently I looked upset and they thought at one point I was going to cry.

Obviously I lied and said that I was feeling a bit ill but I know that the real reason is that I'm homesick and I wish that Dan was here right now with me and could hold me, kiss me and sleep with me but instead I'm on my own.

I'm postive that people will notice how upset and distressed I look while they watch that guy sing 'Breakeven' on The voice but I don't care.

I get under the covers of my single bed and hug my pillow while tears roll down my cheeks but try to comfort my mind by reminding myself that I only have to wait two more days and then he will be next to me once more.