Dear Lani,
I'm not even sure where to begin. It's been a few weeks since we've ended the tour. I wasn't all that surprised when I entered my home and you were no where to be found. I did search the house for you in vain. I knew. When you wouldn't return any of my calls or texts I started to get this feeling in my stomach. It was a gut feeling that settled in after I had tried, and failed, to contact you a handful of times.
I know you received all my messages. All my calls. All my voicemails. I forgave you, but I guess you couldn't forgive yourself and that's what is most important. To forgive yourself and be able to see yourself clearly. I see you. All of you. You're beautiful inside and out. That is why I held on all these years. I knew, somehow, I could love you and help you. I have to say I was wrong. My love blinded me. It made me forget that you must heal yourself and be whole before you can give yourself over to another.
It took me weeks to write out my thoughts to you. I was so upset that you left me but still stayed in London. I'm not sure where you are. We're traveling. There are interviews, award shows, radio shows, and last minute sessions for us to wrap up the year. We will be twice as busy as usual. I hope to keep my mind away from the thought of you. Maybe it will make me miss you less. I've almost gotten used to your absence.
I hope whatever Uni that offered you your position is treating you well. They are lucky to have such a brilliant and beautiful mind. I know that everyone will fall madly in love with you as me and the others did.
Always reach for your dreams. Your determination is admirable. I will miss you dearly. I will always keep you close to my heart. Maybe one day, like you said, our paths will cross again.
All my love with all my heart,
Harry .xx
