I thought you loved me. I thought you were there for me. Were you are now...I don't know. Jack...I love you. I miss you. Please come back to me. I hold onto the note you wrote for me. "Stella, i'm sorry it had to end this way.I love you" is what it says. "JACKKKK I HATE YOU FOR LEAVING ME" I yell at the ocean. Why did he do this to me. Leaving me like this. Its almost Christmas. Jack come back to me. come back. I walk back to the cold empty house,crying. I turn on the lamp and sit at my desk. I pick up the book I had been writing. No calls,no contact , no nothing from anyone for months. I open it a blank page. and start to doodle.