Dear Doctor,
You've probably forgotten about little old me by now, haven't you?
You've probably been off on all these adventures across the stars, with new companions and excitement to keep you occupied.
Well, sometimes I wish it was that easy for me. You've got companions, the TARDIS, hell you've even got all of time and space to enjoy, where as I'm still here. Where you left me.
I never try using the vortex manipulator anymore, the poor things all fried and doomed. Sure, I've got the tech to make a new one but…I don't see a point. The only thing I ever used it for was to search the stars for that same old blue box.
Well, you probably don't care about that. You're wondering why I'd ever sent a Time Lord a letter, aren't you?
I wanted to tell you all the things I never got to say before that night…you know, before you vanished from my life for something greater you could go off and do.
You said you didn't like to stay in one place once, didn't you?
I'm sorry if this is longwinded.
Seems like that's what I've become these days.
You know its been over seventy years since I've seen you?
Nah, you probably don't. Never had a good sense of time on you. Hah, ironic huh? Sad how I still remember you, or…the last face of yours I saw.
Well, I guess I should get on with it then.
Ever since the last time I saw you, life's been so strange…Not the kind of strange that you introduced me to, but the strange of not having you in my life anymore. It brings an empty, hollow feeling to know I'll never see you any time soon.
Yeah, you're probably thinking you'll see all those old sexual innuendos and flirty comments I used to send your way sometime during this whole confession, but you won't.
I've changed so much over the years…or as much as my body lets me change. I've tried to have meaningful relationships but…they all die too soon. I feel like I know how you feel about some of your companions…
But I can't. In the end, I can't open up to them. I can't move on with my life because, I'm still hung up on you. Sounds silly now that its all written out…
But it's true. Doctor, I don't just want you in my life. That's never been the case. I've needed you to be there, I've needed you to show me why I should continue to do good, and yet I never hear from you since that day.
I've been cut out of your life…and probably been forgotten by now. I just felt that…maybe if I told you…
I don't know what I'm trying to accomplish with this…but Doctor, I've loved you for so long now that I can't see myself with anyone else.
I'm sorry, if this sounds odd…
Sincerely,
Captain Jack Harkness