Dear Calum,
Baby.. They found a body today. They don't know if it's you, it's.. Pretty fucked up. I'm crying my eyes out writing this. I have a feeling deep in the pits of my stomach, telling me you're gone. I don't know whether this feeling is for sure or not, but I'm almost sure it is.
I can't believe it.. All the time, all the memories, all the sadness, the hope.. All gone to waste. We're gone to waste. Me and you. Everything. I can't fucking believe this. It's impossible. You're not dead, you're my baby. You can't be dead. I need you. Please Calum, I can't do this any longer.. I can't live life without you. I'm nothing if you're gone forever. I've lived with this little hope that maybe someday you'll return, but you never do. Is this really why? It can't be.. No. My worst fear is coming to life. Everything is a nightmare. I'm breaking down right now Calum, just fucking come home.. I'm begging you.
Love,
Dani
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Letters to Calum
Teen Fiction"I've never been so scared of losing something in my life, then again nothing in my life has ever meant as much to me as you do."
