Dear Callumz,
I wish you were here, or that I was there.
You are so brave and tough, and you don't even pretend to be either. You are completely honest, and you're not afraid to admit when something is wrong, like I am a majority of the time.
I want you to know that no matter what happens; no matter how bad you think something is, I want you to tell me. I want you to be completely honest; completely open. I need you to know that I'm no more than a phone call away when you need me.
And when you feel like everything's just gone to shit, and that you are sick of everything, remember that I'm right beside you to pick up the pieces, because I love you.
My arms are always open for you to run into.
Love always,
Kaiteh.
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