Dear Callumz,
It feels so strange being able to write a note for three hundred and ninety nine days- completely surreal in the best way.
I really wished you were here today. My sister's having a birthday party and I have had nowhere but my bedroom and no one but you. If I were luckier, you would've been here with me, holding me, laughing and talking.
I miss you, Callum. I'm not home. I know I'm not, because my home is wherever you are. Just give me another year and I will follow my heart to wherever you may be.
Love always,
Kaiteh.
Dear Kaiteh,
ReplyDeleteWe'll be together soon... This year went ridiculously fast, and I'm sure next year will too. I'll be giving you that first cuddle in the airport sooner than we imagine....
...I really want that cuddle to happen...
...really bad...
...now.... *cuddles*
Love always,
Callumz.