Dear Cali
Did I ever tell you how much I love the sound of your name? Calamity... Cali. It's so perfect.
But you were my perfect fucking disaster. My perfect Calamity, and how perfect can a Calamity really be? In the end, only as perfect as the name. The meaning behind the name is dark and tainted and so far from perfect. It hurt me Cali.
I had to leave for other reasons. Truly, I could have taken you with me. I could have taken you anywhere Cali.
But it's just not there and it's not your fault.
It's just not the same and it's not your fault.
The last time I saw you, your eyes as bright as your hair and your smile as bright as the moon, it just wasn't there. I looked at you and at everything and it was just so small. I need more Cali, and I don't expect it from you.
I can't ask you to be my world.
It's just not there.
I don't know what I'm doing, Luke xo
