Dear Clara,
You'll probably never see this. I don't know your address, or who you are and why I'm even writing this to you but here goes. I know about the Mummy on the Orient Express and one other adventure that I can't recall.
I know you said something to me, something so important but I can't seem to remember it. Which isn't exactly helpful as it's supposed to be important and all that.
I met Missy after she poisoned the stupid Cyber King but she won't tell me who you are. UNIT won't either. It's like you don't want to be found Clara.
If I meet you, you know, give me a hint to let me know you are my Clara. The Clara who I had adventures with.
I'm rambling because I don't want to say goodbye Clara. Are you still even reading? I know it was you who wrote Run you clever boy and be a Doctor in my TARDIS. I will be then. I will be a Doctor. Watch me run Clara.
The Doctor
P.S, Do you have my screwdriver as I've sort of lost it.
P.P.S, Don't worry Missy had it
P.P.P.S, Do you have my signed copy of War and Peace as I seem to have misplaced it.
P.P.P.P.S, Don't worry, Leo Tolstoy had it. Dreadful man.
P.P.P.P.P.S, You know what? I'm just not going to bother
