Dear Jessica,
You’ve asked me to stop writing these letters. You’ve told me they will never change things between us. But I can’t, Jessica. I can’t just… let you go. Even Darth Vader, an evil Sith lord couldn’t leave his son to die at the end of Return of the Jedi. You make me feel so safe, Jessica. So warm. Like Luke Skywalker crawled inside his tauntaun to protect himslef from the sub-zero temperatures of Hoth, where the Rebel Alliance was hiding from the Galactic Empire.