Dear Calum,
Me and Jack went on our second date today. It's going well. He said he wouldn't rush anything, because I explained to him my situation with you. He said I'm different, and he would happily wait for me. I really like him, I think.. I just can't stop picturing you. Crying, as you beg me not to move on. I've seen you with tears in your eyes, like the day my dad died. You cried with me, reminiscing all the great times with that man. You cried at every funeral we attended together, including my dad's, and I couldn't stop imagining you crying because of me. And being with Jack hurt. If you are dead, and you're watching me from above, would you be happy? I don't know. I don't know if you want me to move on, or stay like this.. Searching for you. Hoping endlessly that one day you'll come back and I can see your beautiful face again.
But alternatively, I'm going to try and make things work with Jack, for your sake. I mean, you'd move on if you were in my place.. Wouldn't you? Ugh, I don't know. God? Or whatever's on the other side? If you're real, Please, I'm begging you to just give me a sign. Something. Anything. I need to know where my baby is.
I love you Cal, more everyday.
Love,
Dani
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