Dear Ianto,
You are the last thought to cross my mind before I fall into a restless sleep each night.
You are the first thought to cross my mind when my alarm sounds each morning.
You are the person I wish was calling whenever my phone rings.
You are the only person who has ever made me wish that I was mortal.
You were my world, and living without you isn't life. It's purely existing, trying to put on a brave mask to hide the pain.
I visited Sarah Jane today. We talked about the Doctor and had a cross-dimension phonecall to Rose. They never really knew you, not like I did, but they made me feel a little better. They allowed me to crumble and release my bottled-up sadness. Rose is still living with Ten Two.
I think they have a baby on the way. And yet, he made me a promise.
Through his weak mental link with the real Doctor he would make him find me, so I could talk to him about you.
So, if I pop up on a rainy day in your past, you have the Doctor to thank.
Missing you always,
Jack
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Letters To Ianto (Janto Angst)
FanfictionThis is a prequel to Torchwood Is My Home that needs to be read AFTERWARDS :) A collection of letters that Jack wrote to Ianto (Post CoE)