love always, cal ➳ cake

p.s: i miss you

dear luke,

maybe this is a terrible idea, maybe this is far too cliché for you, because i know you aren't the type. but i have so many things to say to you. and you are gone, probably on your plane to america by now, and that is so far away.
i was there to say good bye to you at your house. your mum was crying but she's proud, luke, and so am i. because since we were kids, you always wanted to go on adventures and travel. and now, you get to do that. i think it's really great.
i wish i could have gone to the airport with you, because i would have had more time. but i was too sad and i didn't want you to see me cry. you would have called me a baby, told me to suck it up, because that's what you always say. but i'm not strong like you are, luke. because i'm crying anyways, even though i said i wouldn't. some of the ink is smeared on the page, but i don't mind. i can make believe that it isn't there. but i can't make believe that you are here.
mum is calling me for dinner, she made your favorite. i wish you were here to eat with us like you do.

love always, cal

p.s: i miss you