"One by one, I walked up to them.
I showed them the only picture I had of us. The only selfie I ever took.
You look beautiful. You look strange. You look mysterious.
And fuck! I miss you too much to let go of you.
Everyone tells me it's useless to look for you now. But I know you want me to look for you. I know you want to see me. I know you're waiting.
Leave some clues, for fuck's sake. Where the hell in the world are you? I've gone everywhere I suspected.
France, Russia, Australia, and the entire US. You're nowhere. I search for you under all possible names. Samuel Rogers, Samuel Hoover… Nobody knows. They're calling me back. Mrs. Hoover wants to hold the funeral soon. She's still waiting. It's been 6 months, but she's still waiting.
You need to see him if not me. I thought you loved him if not me.
