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August 21

Dear Calum,

A couple years ago, if someone told me that you would've disappeared into thin air, I wouldn't have believed them. I mean why would you? Everything you need is here. Your friends are here. Your life is here.

But you always seem to prove me wrong Calum Hood.

Remember when we used to write each other letters? Sharing our deepest thoughts and poetic phrases because that was just our thing. The only reason we did it was because of the anticipation; just waiting and waiting till an envelope would show up. Now I'm just waiting and waiting for you to show up.

It's been so hard this past month not being able to see you or hear your sweet Aussie accent. I miss the sound of your laugh. I miss the days where you'd play the piano spontaneously. I miss when you'd teach me how to play my favorite song on the guitar. I crave the feeling of being around you; just being in your presence. I miss your obsession over dogs, especially when we're strolling through the park and you have the tendency to point out every single one. I want to remember the feeling of what it's like to fall in love with the quirky things that make you, you.

Unwillingly, I think about you so much every single day, and it kills me knowing that I'll probably never see you ever again. I was going to confess my feelings for you before you disappeared, but I guess the universe has a weird way of screwing me over and over.

Everyone misses you, especially Luke, Michael, and Ashton. We all wonder the same thing... Why did you leave? Why didn't you tell us? Are you safe?

It just shatters my heart that I'll probably never know why you left and never find out where you are now.

No matter what I do, I end up getting lost in my thoughts of you. Who knew you could make a significant impact on my life?

I'm writing a letter to you because it gives me a sense of normality and hope... Sounds lame, but I'm hoping it'll help me cope with your unexpected disappearance.

Yours truly,
Lara x

P. S. Please come home

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